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Report 


DARTMOUTH 


December 


1915 


V 


THINGS  NINETY-NINE 

No    thing    is   mediocre.      Some   things   only 
look  more   important  than   others 


EXECUTIVE   COMMITTEE 

W.  C.  KENDALL     J.  L.  BARNEY     G.  G.  CLARK,  Secretary 


THE   DARTMOUTH    PRESS,   F.  A.   M  U  S  G  RO  V  E,  '99,   PROPRIETOR 
DECEMBER,   NINETEEN  HUNDRED  AND  FIFTEEN 


THINGS   NINETY- NINE 

ALPHABETICALLY  ARRANGED 


Addresses  and  Alson  Morgan  Abbott,  Stock  Broker,  O.  J.  Brand  & 
Phone  Numbers  Co.,  74  Broadway,  New  York.  Res.  1  Myrtle  Ave., 
Up-to-Date  Plainfield,    N.    J.      Bus.    Rector    750;    res.    W.    Plain- 

field  307. 
* Arthur  Jackson   Abbott,    Painter   and    Decorator,    50-56    Manchester 
St.,  Manchester,  N.  H.     Res.  88  Chestnut  St.     Bus.  325;  res.  1112M. 

Ernest  Albert  Abbott,  Real  Estate,  Melones  &  Abbott,  202  Rowell 
Bldg.,  Fresno,  Cal.     Bus.  3180. 

*Charles  Ezra  Adams,  Bookkeeper,  Guernsey  Bros.  Co.,  16  Church 
St.,  Keene,  N.  H.     Res.  145  Court  St.     Bus.  452. 

*Winbum  Bowdoin  Adams  (Bowdoin  1899),  Salesman,  Coward  Auto 
Supply  Co.,  222  Eliot  St.,  Boston.  Res.  507  Massachusetts  Ave.,  Boston, 
Mass.     Bus.  Ox.  770;  res.  Back  Bay  7091R. 

*Edzuin  Lawrence  Allen,  Chemist,  The  Murray  Co.,  224  State  St., 
Boston.     Res.    16   Woodland   St.,   Arlington,   Mass.     Bus.    Rich.   2630. 

K.  Asakawa,  Assistant  Professor  and  Curator,  Yale  University.  Res. 
166  Mansfield  St.,  New  Haven,  Conn.     Univ.  7100;  res.  7639. 

*John  Williams  Ash  (1900),  Civil  Engineer  and  Contractor,  611  South 
2nd  St.,  Corvallis,  Oregon.     Bus.  3181 ;   res.   1302. 

William  Thompson  Atwood,  Lawyer,  60  State  St.,  Boston.  Res. 
1  Sewall  St.,  Melrose,  Mass.     Bus.  Main  6559. 

^Herbert  Myron  Bailey,  Builder.  Res.  547  Riverdale  St.,  West 
Springfield,   Mass.     Bus.   352. 

Edward  Grout  Baldzvin.    Permanent  address,   Barton,   Vt. 

James  Leonard  Barney,  Secretary  Pope  Lumber  Co.,  210  Freeport 
St.,  Dorchester,  Mass.  Res.  9  Hollis  St.,  East  Milton,  Mass.  Bus.  Dor. 
2108;  res.  Milton  472W. 

Elmer  Williams  Barstow,  Principal,  Barrows  Grammar  School, 
Springfield,   Mass.     Res.   197   Marion   St.     School  5448W;   res.  2154J. 

Kenneth  Beal,  Teacher,  Mechanic  Arts  High  School,  Boston,  Mass. 
Res.  32  Fern  St.,  Auburndale,  Mass.     Res.  Newton  West  68M. 

Louis  Paul  Benczet,  Superintendent  of  Schools,  15th  and  Cass  Sts., 
La  Crosse,  Wis.     Res.   1409  Madison  St.     Bus.  409;   res.  975. 

Henry  John  Berger,  Editor  American  Stationer,  150  Nassau  St.,  New 
York,  N.  Y.  Res.  561  West  152  St.  Bus.  Beekman  4603;  res.  Audubon 
4678. 


Charles  Walter  Bonney,  Physician,  1117  Spruce  St.,  Philadelphia, 
Pa.     Res.  927  Clinton  St.     Bus.  Walnut  620;  res.  Filbert  4553J. 

Albert  Warren  Boston,  Principal  Caribou  High  School,  Caribou, 
Maine.     Bus.  330-2;  res.  102-5. 

Arthur  Hayward  Brown,  Manager  of  Northwest  Branch,  The  Stu- 
debaker  Corporation,  Chapman  and  Alder  Sts.,  Portland,  Oregon.  Res. 
669  Multonomah  St.     Bus.  Main  5969;  res.  East  919. 

Nelson  Pierce  Brown,  Lawyer,  449  Broadway,  Everett,  Mass.  Res. 
186  Linden   St.     Bus.  8;   res.  289. 

*Samuel  Burns,  Jr.,  Investment  Securities,  Burns,  Brinker  &  Co., 
Omaha  National  Bank  Bldg.,  Omaha,  Neb.  Res.  430  South  40th  St. 
Bus.  Douglas  895;  res.  Harney  46. 

*Homer  Stephen  Carr,  Physician.  Office  and  residence  210  Broad- 
way, Niles,  Mich.     Bell  223. 

Philip  Worcester  Carson,  Real  estate.  Permanent  address  Ran- 
dolph, N.  Y. 

*Frank  William  Cavanaugh,  Lawyer,  512-513  State  Mutual  Bldg., 
Worcester,  Mass.  Res.  43  Monadnock  Rd.  Bus.  Park  7093 ;  res.  Cedar 
298R. 

Hawley  Barnard  Chase,  Principal,  Franklin  Grammar  School,  Stam- 
ford, Conn.     Res.  213  Summer  St.     Res.  1586. 

Theodore  Woolsey  Chase,  President,  Passumpsic  Fibre  Co.,  Pas- 
sumpsic,  Vt.     Bus.  St.  Johnsbury  517M ;  res  517J. 

James  Dwight  Child,  Secretary,  Builders'  Supply  Co.,  Corvallis,  Ore- 
gon. 

George  Gallup  Clark,  Lawyer,  60  State  St.,  Boston.  Res.  71  Mt.  Ver- 
non St.     Bus.  Main  6559. 

*Thomas  Cogswell,  Actor,  Permanent  address,  Cogswell  Hill  Farm, 
Gilmanton,  I.  W.,  N.  H.     Belmont  16-32. 

*William  Joseph  Colbert  (1900),  Dean,  College  of  Liberal  Arts,  Uni- 
versity of  the  Philippines,  Manila,  Philippine  Islands.  Temporary,  Sidis 
Institute,  Portsmouth,  N.  H.     Port.   104. 

Herbert  Coe  Collar,  Head  Cataloguer,  Grosvenor  Library,  Buffalo, 
N.  Y.     Res.  5  Days  Park,  Buffalo.     Bus.  Tupper  423;  res.  Tupper  4753W. 

Guy  Edminston  Corey,  Lawyer,  73  Congress  St.,  Portsmouth,  N.  H. 
Bus.  491 M;  res.   1149M. 

Robert  Edward  Croker,  Bookkeeper,  Rice  &  Hutchins,  Braintree, 
Mass.     Res.  419  Broad   St.,  East  Weymouth,  Mass. 

^Frederick  Joseph  Crolius,  1637  Broadway,  N.  Y.,  and  Carnegie 
Steel  Co.,  Munhall,  Pa.     Bus.  C.  S.  29;  res.  C.  S.  137. 

*Charles  Newton  Currier,  Foreman,  Gray  &  Davis  Inc.,  Amesbury, 
Mass.     Address,  Box  57.     Bus.   17;   res.  245Y. 

Charles  Elliot  Cushman,  Physician,  Suite  32,  Auditorium  Bldg., 
Chicago,  111.  Res.  Illinois  Athletic  Club.  Bus.  Wabash  8328;  res.  Ran- 
dolph   512. 


Henry  Hale  Dearborn,  Physician,  Becket,  Mass.     Bus.  23-4. 
* J esse  Judson  Dearborn,   Physician,   Milford,   N.   H. 

Maurice  Woodbury  Dickey,  News  Editor,  Springfield  Morning 
Union,  Springfield,  Mass.  Res.  224  Washington  Boulevard.  Bus.  3200; 
res.  7102-1. 

Charles  Henry  Donahue,  Lawyer,  18  Tremont  St.,  Boston.  Res. 
10  Intervale  Park,  Dorchester,  Mass.  Bus.  Fort  Hill  339;  res.  Dor. 
3313W. 

Percy  Greenough  Drake,  Medical  Inspector,  Germania  Life  Insur- 
ance Co.,  50  Union  Square,  New  York  City.     Res.  790  Riverside  Drive. 

Pitt  Fessenden  Drew,  Lawyer,  53  State  St.,  Boston.  Res.  27  Grove 
Hill  Ave.,  Newtonville,  Mass.     Bus.  Main  546;  Res.  Newton  North  97. 

*John  Henry  Dubois,  Insurance  Agent  and  Coal  Dealer,  1  Main  St., 
Randolph,  Vt.     Res.  Randolph  Ave.     Bus.  6-23;  res.  27-23. 

Earl    Eastman,    Teacher,    High    School,    Atlantic    City,    N.    J.      Res. 

5  North  Hartford  Ave.     School,  Coast  1148;  res.  Coast  1891M. 

Walter  Roy  Eastman,  Chief  Clerk,  Pass.  Dept.,  Central  Vermont 
Ry.,  St.  Albans,  Vt.     Res.  43  Brainard  St.     Bus.  352W;  res.  413-11. 

^William  Francis  Eaton,  Sporting  Editor,  Boston  Journal,  Boston, 
Mass.  Res.  24  Pearl  St.,  Medford,  Mass.  Bus.  Main  654;  Res.  Med- 
ford  177W. 

George  Hill  Evans,  Librarian,  Woburn  Public  Library,  Woburn, 
Mass.     Res.  4  Highland  St.     Bus.   148. 

Charles  Albert  Folsom,  Physician.  Office  and  res.  951  Elm  St., 
Manchester,  N.  H.     Bus.   1275W. 

Daniel  Ford,  Assistant  Professor  of  Rhetoric,  University  of  Minne- 
sota. Res.  315  Fourth  St.,  S.E.,  Minneapolis,  Minn.  Bus.  East  2760; 
res.   East  2468. 

Walter  Andrew  Foss.  Permanent  address,  %  Chas.  H.  Foss,  Dover, 
N.  H. 

Harold  Oscar  French,  Chief  Clerk,  Fairbanks  Scale  Co.,  St.  Johns- 
bury,  Vt.     Res.  14  Summer  St.,  St.  Johnsbury,  Vt.     Bus.  350;  res.  361-22. 

Montie  John  Baker  Fuller,  Clergyman.     Res.  East  Canaan,  Conn. 

Albert  Leet   Galusha,   Manufacturer   Gas   Producers,   A.   L.   Galusha 

6  Co.,  311  Atlantic  Ave.,  Boston.    Res.  Westford,  Mass.    Bus.  Main  1528. 

Joseph  William  Gannon,  Advertising  Manager,  Royal  Baking  Pow- 
der Co.,  135  William  St.,  New  York.  Res.  405  Park  St.,  Upper  Mont- 
clair,  N.  J.     Bus.  John  1580;  res.   Montclair  3104R. 

Gordon  Hall  Gerould,  Associate  Professor  of  English,  Princeton 
University.     Res.  341   Nassau   St.,   Princeton,   N.  J..     Res.   520. 

Albert  Henry  Greenwood,  Consulting  Engineer,  Greenwood  &  Noerr, 
847  Main  St.,  Hartford,  Conn.  Res.  588  Broadview  Terrace.  Bus. 
Charter  7018;  res.   Charter  1899-5. 

^Everett  Vinton  Hardwick,  Physician.  Res.  43  Algonquin  St.,  Dor- 
chester,  Mass.     Res.   Dorchester  99. 


Joseph  Henry  Hartley,  Insurance.  50  Broadway,  Taunton,  Mass. 
Permanent  address,  97  High  St.,  Lawrence,  Mass. 

Ralph  Wilson  Hawkes,  Lawyer,  York  Village,  Me.  Bus.  45W ; 
res.  45R. 

Augustine  Ledru  Heywood,  Draftsman,  American  Steel  &  Wire  Co. 
Res.  10  Oread  St.,  Worcester,  Mass.  Permanent  address,  Bucksport, 
Maine. 

Owen  Albert  Hoban,  Lawyer,  Garland  Block,  Gardner,  Mass.  Res.  65 
Graham   St.     Bus.  560;   res.   119W. 

Joseph  Wilson  Hobbs,  Teacher  of  English,  Boston  Latin  School. 
Res.  16  Glenville  Ave.,  Allston,  Mass.  School,  Back  Bay  21752;  res. 
Brighton   1093M. 

Willis  Bradlee  Hodgkins,  Assistant  Manager,  Ballardvale  Mills,  Bal- 
lardvale,   Mass.     Bus.   Andover   101 ;   res.   Andover   164. 

Arthur  Warren  Hopkins,  Physician,  West  Swanzey,  N.  H.  Bus. 
Keene   556-11. 

Neal  Luther  Hoskins,  Physician,  644-665  Whitney  Bldg.,  Detroit, 
Mich.     Res.  89   Selden   Ave.     Bus.   Cherry  694;   res.   Grand  293. 

George  Laurie  Huckins,  Assistant  Engineer,  Boston  &  Maine  R.  R., 
Room  304,  North  Station,  Boston.  Res.  651  Franklin  St.,  Melrose  Hlds., 
Mass.     Bus.  Hay.  3000-240;   res.  Mel.  1031 W. 

William  Loveland  Hutchinson,  Farming,  Cecil,  Washington  Co.,  Pa. 
Canonsburg  422-22. 

Edwin  Arnold  Hyatt,  Physician,  5  Maiden  Lane,  St.  Albans,  Vt. 
Res.  29  Bank  St.     Bus.  206. 

Arthur  Pearl  Irving,  Furniture  Business,  with  Irving  &  Casson,  573 
Boylston  St.,  Boston.  Res.  1  Warwick  Place,  Winchester,  Mass.  Bus. 
Back   Bay  8020;   res.   Winchester  377-4. 

Robert  Philbrick  Johnston,  Vice-president,  Stratton  &  Co.,  Flour 
Mills.  Res.  23  Blodgett  St.,  Manchester,  N.  H.  Bus.  Concord  40;  res. 
Manchester   1990. 

Wesley  William  Jordan,  Proprietor,  Lane's  5  &  10c  Stores  Co., 
Keith  Emporium,  Salt  Lake  City,  Utah.  Res.  364  East  First  South  St. 
Bus.  Wasatch  2224;  res.  Wasatch  3189J. 

Clarence  Lovell  Joy,  Assistant  Principal,  New  Hampton  Literary 
Institute,  New  Hampton,  N.  H. 

Warren  Cleaveland  Kendall,  Superintendent  of  Car  Service,  Boston 
&  Maine  R.  R.,  North  Station,  Boston,  Mass.  Res.  99  Summer  Ave., 
Reading,   Mass.     Bus.  Hay.  3000;   res.   Reading  537W. 

Arthur  Elwin  Kimball,  Farming,   Ontario,   Oregon. 
*Harold    Bruce    Kirk,    Traveling    Salesman,    Universal    Portland    Ce- 
ment Co.,  208  S.  LaSalle  St.,  Chicago,  111. 

I'cter  Henry  Lane,  Physician,  218  So.  16th  St.,  Philadelphia,  Pa. 
Res.  186  Bethlehem  Pike,  Chestnut  Hill.  Bus.  Spruce  5336d ;  res.  Ches. 
Hill  709. 


Alvin  Denton  Leavitt,  Dentist.  Office  and  residence,  435  Fort  Wash- 
ington Ave.,  New  York  City.     Audubon  1612. 

Fred  Ford  Locke,  Assistant,  Planning  Department,  U.  S.  Navy 
Yard,   Portsmouth,   N.   H.     Res.   Kittery,   Maine. 

Theobald  Andrew  Lynch,  Sub-master,  Bigelow  Grammar  School, 
South  Boston,  Mass.  Res.  Technology  Chambers,  Boston,  Mass.  Bus. 
So.  Boston  626J;  res.  Back  Bay  26418. 

^Herbert  Leslie  Lyster,  Manager  of  Creamery,  Wells  River,  Vt. 

Leon  Alonzo  Martin,  Superintendent  of  Schools,  Glastonbury,  Conn. 
Bus.  68-2;   res.  68-3. 

Charles  Oscar  Miller,  Jr.,  Secretary  and  Treasurer,  C.  O.  Miller 
Co.,  Dry  Goods,  Atlantic  Square,  Stamford,  Conn.  Res.  New  Canaan. 
Bus.   Stamford   71 ;   res.   New   Canaan  28. 

Herbert  Adolphus  Miller,  Professor  of  Sociology,  Oberlin  College, 
Oberlin,  O.     Res.  151  No.  Professor  St.     Bell  321W. 

Frank  Abbott  Musgrove,  Proprietor,  Dartmouth  Press;  Publisher, 
Hanover  Gazette.     Res.  Hanover,  N.  H.     Bus.  5;  res.  89M. 

^Arthur  Henry  Whiteley  Norton,  Bookkeeper,  Frost  National  Bank, 
San  Antonio,  Texas.     Res.  San  Antonio,  R.F.D.  1.     Bus.  Crockett  236. 

Edward  Lucius  Nye,  Insurance,  Nye  &  Forbes,  407  Chamber  of 
Commerce  Bldg.,  Rochester,  N.  Y.  Res.  37  Lansdale  St.  Bus.  Bell 
Main  2184;  res.  Chase  2758J. 

Luther  Stevens  Oakes,  Partner,  Winston  Bros.,  Contractors,  301 
Globe  Bldg.,  Minneapolis,  Minn.     Bus.  Main  319. 

Paul  Moody  Osgood,  Chemist,  North  Packing  &  Provision  Co.,  Box 
5247,  Boston,  Mass.  Res.  Hotel  Woodbridge,  Somerville,  Mass.  Bus. 
Somerville  640;  res.  Somerville  21144. 

*William  Daniel  O' Sullivan  (1900),  Auto  Accessories.  Res.  340 
Haverhill  St.,  Lawrence,  Mass. 

David  Woodbury  Parker,  Physician,  967  Elm  St.,  Manchester,  N. 
H.     Res.  52  Charles  St.     Bus.  1532R;  res.  1532W. 

*Ralph  Wheelwright  Payne,  Proprietor  Drug  Store,  Greenfield,  Mass. 
Bus.  825;  res.  1056M. 

Raymond  Pearl,  Biologist,  in  charge  Maine  Agricultural  Experi- 
ment Station,  Orono,  Maine.     Bus.   104-2;   res.  41-11. 

George  James  Prescott,  Buyer,  U.  S.  Rubber  Co.,  1790  Broadway, 
N.  Y.  Res.  419  W  114th  St.  Bus.  Columbus  9200;  res.  Morningside 
2403. 

^Herbert  Wood  Rice,  Farming,  Henniker,  N.  H.  Res.  Farmers' 
phone. 

James  Parmelee  Richardson,  Lawyer,  Scollay  Bldg.,  40  Court  St., 
Boston.  Res.  598  Walnut  St.,  Newtonville,  Mass.  Bus.  Main  6406;  res. 
Newton  No.  1036M. 

*Charles  Ingraham  Risley,  Representative  Washburn  Crosby  Co.,  2nd 
&  Smith  Sts.,  Newburg,  N.  Y.  Res.  Pleasantville,  N.  Y.  Bus.  Newburg 
1298;  res.   Pleasantville  219. 


Herbert  Spencer  Rogers,  Commercial  Representative  New  England 
Tel.  &  Tel.  for  Newton,  So.  Needham  &  Wellesley,  119  Milk  St.,  Bos- 
ton. Res.  53  Thurston  Road,  Newton  Upper  Falls,  Mass.  Res.  New- 
ton  So.   713. 

George  Munroe  Rounds,  479  Second  Ave.,  Detroit,  Mich.,  Perma- 
nent address,   Calais,   Maine. 

Robert  Gordon  Rowe,  Clerk,  United  States  Navy  Yard,  Portsmouth, 
N.  H.     Res.  998  South  St.     Bus.  690-9;  res.  502W. 

Frederic  Rodney  Sanborn,  Physician,  Beta  Theta  Pi  Club,  1  Gram- 
ercy  Park,  New  York  City. 

John  Leonard  Sanborn,  Civil  Engineer,  16  Record  Bldg.,  Pawtucket, 
R.  I.     Bus.  1124. 

Moses  Motley  Sargeant,  Investment  Securities,  731  County  St.,  New 
Bedford,   Mass. 

^Horace  Holmes  Sears    (1900),    City   Engineer,   7   Drew   Bldg.,    Red- 
wood City,   Cal.     Bus.   108. 

Millard  Freeman  Sewall,  Physician.  Res.  195  E.  Commerce  St., 
Bridgeton,  N.  J.     Bell  54. 

Ernest  Leroy  Silver,  Principal,  Plymouth  Normal  School,  Plymouth, 
N.  H.     Bus.  105-2.     Res.   105-3. 

Edward  Raymond  Skinner,  Division  Superintendent's  Assistant, 
American  Optical  Co.,  Southbridge,  Mass.  Res.  19  Marcy  St.  Ext.  Bus. 
90. 

Alvah  Guy  Sleeper,  Lawyer,  1045  Tremont  Bldg.,  Boston,  Mass.  Res. 
11  Park  Ave.,  W.  Somerville.     Bus.  Hay.  503;  res.  W.  Somerville  524. 

Samuel  Justin  Smith,  Civil  Engineer,  Carlson,  Chindahl  &  Co.,  Rail- 
road Contractors,  806  Realty  Bldg.,  Spokane,  Wash.  Res.  324  First 
Ave.     Bus.   Main  7159;   res.  6556. 

*Guy  Edwin  Spear e   (1903),  Principal,  High  School,  Littleton,  N.  H. 
Bus.  127-3. 

*Frank  Clarence  Staley,  Vice-president,   Bank  of  Fairview,  Fairview, 
Oklahoma.     Bus.  3 ;  res.  5. 

*Adna  David  Storrs,  Manager  Book  Store,  Hanover,  N.  H.   Bus.  29  W.. 

Charles  Chase  Sturtevant,  Bookkeeper,  Keene  National  Bank,  Keene, 
N.  H.     Res.   112  Washington   St.     Bus.  371. 

Frank    Miller    Surrey,    Teacher,    Morris    High    School,    New    York, 
N.  Y.     Res.  593  Riverside  Drive.     Bus.  Melrose  605;  res.  Audubon  3402. 
*Howard   Murray    Tibbetts    (1900),    College    Registrar,    Hanover,    N. 
H.     Bus.  46W;  res.  99W. 

Albert  Ballard  Tootell,  Farming,  Cascade,   Montana. 

Lucius  Everett  Varney,  Patent  Lawyer,  Emery,  Booth,  Janney  & 
Varney,  149  Broadway,  New  York.  Res.  44  W.  44th  St.  Bus.  Cort- 
landt   8677;   res.   Bryant  650. 

*Jamcs    Brackett    Crcighton    Walker,    Lumbering,    Lee,    N.    H.      Bus. 
Newmarket  56-22 ;  res.  56-33. 


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Fred  Austin  Walker,  Lawyer,  Thayer,  Drury  &  Walker,  340  Main 
St.,  Worcester,  Mass.  Res.  54  Woodland  St.  Bus.  Park  380;  res. 
Cedar    1178W. 

Edward  Beaumont  Wardle,  Chief  Engineer,  Laurentide  Co.,  Ltd., 
Grand  Mere,   P.  Q.,  Canada.     Bus.  Laurentide  Co. ;   res.  82. 

Harry  Alexander  Wason,  Southern  Sales  Manager,  J.  A.  Roebling's 
Sons  Co.,  Atlanta,  Georgia,  Box  924.  Res.  70  St.  Charles  Ave.  Bus. 
Ivy  5480;   res.  Ivy  1863. 

Herbert  Leslie  Watson,  Civil  Engineer,  N.  Y.,  N.  H.  &  H.  R.  R.,  New 
Haven,  Conn.   Res.  201   Ellsworth  Ave.     Bus.  70  Ext.   179;   res.  7043. 

Thomas  Tapper  Whittier,  Civil  Engineer,  with  George  F.  Hardy, 
Consulting  Engineers,  309  Broadway,  New  York.  Res.  115  Schermer- 
horn   St.,  Brooklyn,   N.   Y.     Bus.  Worth  2435;   res.   Main  5388. 

Arthur  Dean  Wiggin,  Principal,  High  School,  Simms,  Montana. 
Bus.   South  21. 

Harley  Richard  Willard,  Associate  Professor  of  Mathematics,  Uni- 
versity of   Maine,  Orono,  Maine. 

Philip  Harold  Winchester,  Division  Engineer,  St.  Lawrence  Divi- 
sion, N.Y.C.R.R.  Res.  303  Ten  Eyck  St.,  Watertown,  N.  Y.  Bus. 
2100;   res.   1893W. 

Leon  Elmer  Woodman,  Associate  Professor  of  Physics,  University 
of  Maine,  Orono,  Maine.     Res.  28  Bennoch   St.     Bus.   14-2;   res.   124-3. 

Walter  Carleton  Woodward,  Physician,  702-7  Cobb  Bldg.,  Seattle, 
Wash.     Res.  724  17th   St.   North.       Bus.   Main  8741;   res.   East  2823. 


Adit.  Last  year  was  the  class  report's  fat  year.     This 

year,  by  all  the  rules  horticultural  and  other- 
wise, should  be  a  lean  year.  But  just  as  the  apple  tree  in  your 
garden  never  seems  to  have  any  fat  years  and  the  weatherman's 
forecasted  "trace  of  snow"  turns  out  to  be  a  howling  blizzard, 
you  can  never  tell  how  a  class  report  is  going  to  develop. 

This  year's  '99  report  started  out  to  be  "lean,"  simply  a 
few  things  ninety-nine  as  the  title  suggests,  in  strict  alphabetical 
order.  In  September  the  following  undiplomatic  note  and  ques- 
tionnaire was  sent  out : 

We  are  after  material  for  the  next  class  report.  Therefore  the 
following  questions.  They  are  many  and  as  inclusive  as  the  committee 
dared.  Some  may  seem  impertinent,  some  trifling,  some  may  be  inap- 
plicable to  your  particular  case.  In  answering,  however,  those  that  are 
applicable  to  you,  kindly  bear  in  mind  that  the  pleasure  you  are  to 
obtain  from  the  next  report  will  be  determined  by  the  care  with  which 

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the  other  one  hundred  and  twenty-six  fellows  answer,  and  their  pleas- 
ure by  the  care  with  which  you  answer,  that  a  serious  attitude  toward 
the  questions  begets  worth  while  data,  that  things  which  may  seem  in- 
consequential to  yourself  may  appear  consequential  to  the  executive 
committee,  that  silence  respecting  one's  self  instead  of  always  being 
modesty  may  be  conceit,  that  the  interest  and  value  of  a  class  report 
varies  with  the  number  of  men  and  the  volume  of  data  "cleared"  through 
it,  that  he  who  answers  promptly  lays  up  treasure  for  himself  in  the 
hearts  of  the  executive  committee  and  saves  his  reputation  and  temper 
from  the  onslaught  of  a  fusilade  of  secretarial  post  cards.  As  a  special 
bargain  counter  inducement  to  a  speedy  reply,  the  executive  committee 
announce  first  that  your  letter  in  reply  is  not  to  be  quoted  in  the  com- 
ing report,  our  scheme  is  to  ask  you  to  assume  the  role  of  reporter  and 
furnish  copy  out  of  which  the  executive  committee  may  build  a  report, 
and  second  that  they  would  like  to  keep  up  the  good  record  of  a  '99 
report  each  year  by  publishing  the  coming  report  in  December.  So 
answer  the  questions  at  once.  If  you  need  any  assistance,  put  them  in 
your  pocket  when  you  go  home  tonight  and  get  your  wife  to  help  you. 
Think  of  it,  a  cram  for  a  Dartmouth  exam  with  your  pipe,  your  wife, 
and  your  own  fireside  to  aid  and  the  exam  paper  right  in  your  hands. 
Can  you  beat  it?  Yes,  when  you  read  the  answers  of  all  the  other 
fellows  two  months  hence.  Hasten  that  day.  Here  are  the  questions. 
Now  to  them. 

1.  Are   these   addresses   correct? 

2.  What   are   your    business    and    residence    telephone    numbers? 

3.  Are    the    following    vital    statistics    concerning    your    children    and 

family    correct? 

4.  What  business  or  professional  changes  have  you  made  during  year? 

5.  What  have  you  done  in  your  business  or  profession  this  year? 

6.  Has  the   war  affected  you?     How? 

7.  What  research  have  you  been  at  work  on  or  accomplished? 

8.  Wliat   books,    learned   or   unlearned    essays    or   technical    articles    in 

the    magazines,    or    papers,    speeches,    talks,    smoke    or    otherwise, 
have    you    worked    on,    contributed,    or    made    during    year? 
When?  Where?  How? 

9.  What  travels  during  year,  for  business  or  pleasure  have  you  made? 

10.  Did  you  go  to  either   the   San    Diego   or   Frisco   Fair?     If   so,   tell 

us   all   about   it. 

11.  Have   you   been  to   Hanover? 

12.  What  did  you  do   for  a  vacation? 

13.  Did  you  plant  a  garden  this  summer?     If  so,  how  did  it  do? 

14.  Can    you    classify    as    Mayor,    Alderman,    Legislator,    School    or    Li- 

brary  Trustee,    Church    Warden,    Selectman,   hog-reeve,   viewer    of 
wood  and   water,  or  anything  else? 

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15.  What   honors,   municipal,    school,    church,   club,   academic,   have   you 

held   or    received? 

16.  Have    you    acquired    a    summer    home    as    yet,    where,    how,    when  ? 

What  are  you   doing  to   it,  or  it  to  you? 

17.  What  make  of  auto  or  autos  do  you  run,  if  any? 

18.  If  you  don't  use  an  auto,  do  you  keep  a  horse  or  mule  for  riding 

or  driving?     If  not  either,  then  how   do  you  get  about? 

19.  Do  you   steer  a  motor  boat,   sail  a  yacht?     If   so,   what,   how,  and 

where  ? 

20.  What   other   members   of   the   class   have   you   or   your   family   seen 

since  fall  1914?     Where,  when,  how? 

21.  What   news,   serious,   tragic,    comic,    farcical    do   you   know    of   any 

member  of  '99?     Note  we  do  not  use  the   word  "gossip." 

22.  Whom  have  you  seen,  and  what  do  you  know  of  interest  concern- 

ing any   members  of   the   classes   of   '96,   '97,   '98,    1900,   1901? 

23.  What    Dartmouth    gatherings    did   you   attend    during   winter? 

24.  Have  you  any  diary  or  parts  of  such  kept  by  you  during  college, 

or  letters  written  by  you?  This  question  is  asked  not  for  imme- 
diate following  up,  but  to  locate  matter  for  a  historical  picture 
of  our  college  days,  for  future  possible  use. 

25.  Do   you   remember   a   History   of    Sophomore   year,    similar   to   Ab- 

bott's History  of  Freshman  year?  Who  wrote  it?  When  was  it 
read?      Have   you   a   copy? 

26.  What    degrees    other   than    those    conferred    by    Dartmouth    do    you 

possess? 

27.  Would  you,  accompanied  or  unaccompanied  by  your  wife  or  ladies, 

attend  an  inexpensive  after-the-game  supper  upon  the  occasion 
of  the  Dartmouth-Pennsylvania  football  game  to  be  held  in  Bos- 
ton this  fall?  The  '99  men  in  Boston  will  be  glad  to  put  up  and 
entertain  at  their  homes  over-night  any  who  would  so  attend. 


The  result,  in  part  due  to  the  note,  very  likely,  and  in 
part  due  to  the  "times"  resulted  in  a  veritable  freshet  of  live 
copy.  The  editorial  blue  pencil  probably  ought  to  have  slashed 
more  than  it  has  for  our  pocketbook's  sake.  However,  the  year 
has  been  so  unusual,  producing  so  much  of  interest  that  we  de- 
cided that  as  the  "tree  had  blossomed,  so  should  it  bear"  though 
there  be  nary-a-report  next  year.  Last  year  115  out  of  127 
grads  and  non-grads  enrolled  under  '99  helped  in  building  up 
the  Quindecennial  Report.  This  year  the  number  heard  from, 
has  jumped  to  124,  almost  a  perfect  score,  a  secretary's  ambi- 
tion, a  secretary's  approachable  but  unreachable  goal. 


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A.  M.  Abbott        There  is  nothing  like  breaking  your  rules  and 
Leads  off.  regulations  at  the  outset.     Then  you  have  them 

broken  and  it  doesn't  hurt  your  conscience  so 
badly  when  you  want  to  break  them  again.  This  is  probably 
why  we  break  our  New  Year's  Eve  resolutions  New  Year's  day. 
At  any  rate  we  are  going  to  break  our  rule,  not  to  publish  any 
letters,  at  once. 

The  very  first  man  on  the  list  and  the  very  first  man  to 
send  in  his  answers  to  the  Questionnaire  took  the  grip  right  out 
of  our  good  resolutions.  Then  the  interesting  letters  kept  com- 
ing, showing  that  this  was  an  exceptional  year,  when  we  had 
thought  it  would  only  be  ordinary.  The  temptation  should  be 
sufficient  excuse,  even  though  the  old  rule  that  "all  rules  should 
have  an  exception"  didn't  warrant  the  change  of  front.  There- 
fore we  hasten  to  make  the  first  exception  with  the  first  tempter, 
"Pap"  himself.     He  writes  September  20,  1915: 

Dear  George:  I  am  going  to  start  this  today,  but  I  know  perfectly 
well  that  I  cannot  hope  to  finish  it.  The  market  has  been  boiling  and 
I  have  but  little  time  for  writing  anything  except  business  letters.  Since 
the  market  opened  things  with  me  have  taken  a  big  boost  and  especially 
is  this  true  during  the  past  six  months.  The  war  knocked  this  business 
(stocks  and  bonds)  higher  than  a  kyte  as  you  know  and  a  year  ago  I 
did  not  know  where  the  next  pair  of  baby  shoes  were  to  come  from. 
Never  was  I  so  broke  in  my  life.  I  slid  back  to  the  printing  business 
and  made  a  few  "iron  boys"  that  way,  but  had  it  not  been  for  credit 
and  friends  yours  truly  would  have  been  down  and  out  for  fair.  How- 
ever, that  is  all  over  and  the  fellow  who  is  placed  as  I  am  and  who 
does  not  make  his  everlasting  fortune  out  of  this  war  should  be  shot 
as  a  dummy. 

I  have  had  great  success  in  building  up  a  speculative  and  invest- 
ment business ;  accounts  that  will  not  only  be  permanent,  but  have  been 
extremely  successful.  The  last  six  or  eight  months  have  been  the 
most  satisfactory  of  my  business  career.  Never  has  the  future  looked 
brighter.  There  haven't  been  any  talks,  smoke  or  otherwise,  except 
impromptu  ones  in  the  office  on  finance  and  the  general  condition  of 
certain  stocks.  For  travel,  I've  been  only  to  and  from  my  golf  clul>. 
Did  not  take  any  vacation.  If  things  will  permit  though  I  am  going  to 
Hot  Springs  in  October  for  a  few  weeks.  (Pap  was  there  October  24th 
to   November  6th.) 

Now  see  here,  old  man,  that  question  about  the  gardening  is  some- 
thing that  touches   a   rather   sore   spot.     How   did   you  know   about   my 

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garden?  I  believe  that  you  asked  this  question  just  to  rub  it  in.  As 
long  as  you  ask  I  suppose  I  must  confess.  Yes,  I  planted  a  garden  and 
it  turned  out  to  be  the  joke  of  the  town.  It  seems  that 
a  friend  of  mine  in  the  seed  business  got  a  little  sore  because  I  nick- 
named him  "Seedy"  and  at  the  club  and  everywhere  he  went  the  name 
stuck  to  him  and  he  did  not  like  it.  Spring  came  and  I  went  to  him 
for  seeds  of  course.  He  gave  me  a  wonderful  assortment  of  beautiful 
packages  and  told  me  just  what  to  do  with  them.  I  took  them  home 
and  told  my  wife  all  about  the  wonderful  seeds  I  had  secured  from  my 
friend.  We  enriched  the  soil  and  with  much  toil  and  labor  planted 
everything  just  as  he  said.  I  am  speaking  now  about  a  flower  garden. 
Our  house  is  on  a  corner  and  the  grounds  are  most  conspicuous.  Well, 
we  waited  and  the  seeds  sprang  up  fine,  they  seemed  to  grow  to  beat 
the  band  and  you  never  saw  a  prouder  couple  than  Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  M. 
Abbott.  The  neighbors  came  and  looked  and  said  "fine,"  "wonderful," 
"how  well  they  are  growing,"  "where  did  you  get  the  seeds,"  etc.,  etc. 
One  day  one  of  our  nosey  kind  of  neighbors  called  and  began  to  exam- 
ine the  green  things  shooting  out  of  the  ground.  Well  to  make  a 
long  story  short  the  whole  blasted  flower  garden  was  not  a.  flower 
garden  but  a  vegetable  one.  Every  seed  was  some  kind  of  a  vegetable 
and  you  should  have  seen  the  result.  Our  front  and  back  lawn  looked 
like  a  farmer's  back  field  and  the  whole  town  knew  the  joke  in  twenty- 
four  hours.  I  must  say  it  was  a  good  one  on  me  and  so  can  you  won- 
der that  I  am  a  little  sore  on  this  garden  question.  I  have  not  or  prob- 
ably will  not  hear  the  last  of  it. 

There's  nothing  doing  along  the  line  mayoralty  and  aldermanic  but 
f  might  qualify  as  "Chicken  Inspector."  Honors  are,  Business  Mana- 
ger, Plainfield  Comedy  Club,  Director  of  the  Park  Club  of  Plainfield. 
Others  that  will  not  look  good  in  print.  I  rent  a  summer  cottage  every 
year.  This  year  I  had  one  at  Woodmont,  Conn.  Just  at  present  I 
haven't  any  auto  but  will,  I  hope,  be  able  to  buy  a  "Twin  Six"  this 
winter. 

With  respect  to  '99-ers,  I  see  "Mot"  Sargeant,  Hawley  Chase,  with 
now  and  then  a  glimpse  of  Jo  Gannon  and  Luke  Varney,  all  in  New 
York  either  at  the  office  or  on  the  street.  Last  winter  I  saw  a  lot  of 
"P"  and  "J"  Redington.  "P"  came  on  from  the  West  to  lecture  and 
made  his  headquarters  with  John  here  in  New  York  and  I  trained 
around  with  them  a  good  deal.  We  had  a  few  very  fine  "parties"  and 
we  showed  the  best  of  the  "White  Lights"  to  "P." 

It  has  been  all  work  with  me  for  the  past  year  and  I  am  in  no 
position  to  tell  you  much  news,  but  I  hope  the  above  may  be  of  interest 
to  the  boys.  You  know  that  I  am  always  glad  to  do  what  I  can  to 
help  along,  in  any  way  that  I  can.     Yours,  "Pap." 


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A.  J.  Abbott  "Rab"   reports   an   average   business   unaffected 

by  the  war;  for  a  vacation,  a  short  time  at  the 
Beach.  Saturday,  November  6,  the  day  of  the  Pennsy  game  he 
wrote : 

"Dear  George:  Am  seated  in  the  office  with  the  sun  shining  full 
in  my  face,  so  jealous  of  all  you  fellows  that  are  to  see  the  game  today 
and  what  comes  after  that  words  do  not  express  my  feelings.  Had 
put  off  writing  to  Kendall  with  the  hope  that  at  the  last  minute  I 
could  be  with  the  crowd.  But  owing  to  the  ill  health  of  my  father  and 
good  business  am  obliged  to  stay  on  the  job.  Am  with  you  in  spirit 
just  the  same.  Have  nothing  to  tell  you  as  all  I  think  of  is  work,  all 
the  time.  My  family  is  well  and  growing  so  I  have  a  great  deal  to 
rejoice  in.  Am  sending  you  a  check  for  ten.  If  I  owe  more  I'll  try 
and  pay.     Rab" 

E.  A.  Abbott  "Randolph  Rab"  has  moved  his  real  estate  busi- 
ness and  his  residence  from  Hollister  to  Fresno, 
Cal.  Notwithstanding  the  extreme  business  depression  of  the 
year  he  has  been  able  to  keep  even  with  the  tide.  He  has,  how- 
ever, worked  all  the  time.  No  so-called  "vacation !"  But  some 
of  the  things  he  has  done,  we  should  classify  as  vacations  de 
luxe.     He  reports  further : 

The  war  has  had  a  very  decided  ill  effect  on  the  land  business  in 
this  state.  Times,  so-called,  have  been  quite  hard  for  the  last  year  and 
the  real-estate  market  is  always  the  first  to  feel  the  effect.  Crops  were 
bountiful  but  no  market  and  no  price  on  account  of  restricted  export 
trade  and  lack  of  money.  Land  has  dropped  in  price  and  every  induce- 
ment made  to  get  buyers,  but  always  the  same  answer, — no  money.  Sales 
have  fallen  off  with  every  firm  and  we  have  no  way  to  see  a  change 
for  the  better  until  the  war  is  over.  The  few  sales  I  have  been  able 
to  make  this  past  year  have  been  small,  long,  easy  terms  and  few  and 
far  between.     My  income  has  been  more  than  cut  in  two. 

My  travels  have  been  restricted  entirely  to  motor  trips  in  this  state, 
partly  business  and  partly  pleasure,  or  both  combined.  Not  long 
extended  trips,  but  short  ones  like  a  trip  to  San  Francisco  for  a  couple 
of  days.  Some  wonderful  mountain  trips.  This  summer  I  drove  from 
here  to  General  Grant's  National  Park.  Wonderful  scenery  of  the 
Sierras  and  the  big  trees.  Also  a  trip  to  North  Fork  in  the  Sierras 
where  P.  G.  Redington  lives  and  presides  over  millions  of  acres  of 
timber  owned  by  the  United  States.  All  through  Sonama  County  from 
hill   to   valley,   including  London's   "Valley  of   the   Moon".     All  through 

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the  mountains  in  the  south  of  San  Benito  county  where  the  quicksilver 
mines  are  located  and  now  running  full  blast  on  account  of  the  war. 
Since  the  first  of  November,  1914,  I  have  driven  over  15,000  miles  in 
my  Overland,  and  I  assure  you  I  have  had  some  very  difficult  and  dan- 
gerous trips  in  the  winter  during  the  rains.  I  also  have  taken  many  trips 
across  San  Francisco  bay. 

I  have  attended  the  San  Francisco  Fair  quite  a  number  of  times.  To 
attempt  to  tell  you  about  it  would  take  too  long  and  I  can  only  say  that 
it  is  wonderful,  both  in  nature  of  the  varied  exhibits  and  in  its  setting 
and  architecture.  The  colorings  are  beyond  words.  The  gardens  are  a 
flame  of  color,  varying  with  the  season  and  the  plants  selected.  The 
electrical  effects,  produced  by  direct,  indirect  and  combined  lighting  are 
marvelous.  The  effects  produced  at  night  by  powerful  searchlights  on 
the  buildings  and  the  sky  cause  one  to  stop  and  wonder  where  it  will  all 
end.  Entertainment  of  every  sort  is  afforded  you  from  feasting  your 
eyes  on  the  most  beautiful  of  the  world's  art  and  filling  your  mind  with 
the  most  wonderful  display  of  exhibits  of  every  kind,  to  laughing  your 
head  off  at  some  comic  amusement  of  the  'Zone.'  I  cannot  'tell  you 
about  it'  and  I  am  not  going  to  try.  I  can  say,  however,  that  it  is  the 
grandest  show  on  earth,  and  it  is  the  first  exposition  to  commemorate 
a  coming  event,  the  opening  of  the  Panama  Canal,  a  work  now  com- 
pleted, and  one  which  means  so  much  to  all  of  us.  I  can  only  express 
the  wish  that  all  '99  men  can  see  this  most  wonderful  of  all  expositions. 

Yes,  I  planted  a  dandy  garden  this  spring  and  it  was  a  sure-enough 
success.  Our  early  peas  fairly  melted  in  your  mouth  after  being  pre- 
pared in  such  a  way  as  only  my  wife  can  prepare  them.  I'm  not  going 
to  tell  you  just  how  early  in  the  year  we  had  radishes,  peas,  lettuce, 
beets,  carrots,  etc.,  as  I  know  if  I  did  you  would  all  want  to  come  to 
California  at  once  and  start  a  garden  this  spring.  I  certainly  will  have 
another  one  this  coming  spring. 

The  only  '99  man  I  have  had  the  pleasure  of  seeing  is  'Bill'  Sears. 
I  used  to  stop  at  his  office  regularly  every  time  I  drove  from  Hollister 
to  San  Francisco,  and  sometimes  I  would  find  him  out  at  work  and 
sometimes  at  home  'tinkering'  on  his  made-over  automobile.  I  think 
he  has  a  new  one  now  that  does  not  require  so  much  tinkering,  so  I  do 
not  know  what  he  does  with  his  spare  time.  He  has  a  fine  big  boy, 
and  I  suppose  he  puts  in  some  time  teaching  him  how  to  do  the  200 
yards  in  the  time  Bill  used  to  do  it.  The  last  time  I  saw  Bill,  my  wife 
and  I  were  entertained  at  his  house  at  luncheon. 

Bones  Woodward  is  doing  fine  at  Seattle.  He  kindly  entertained 
my  sister  when  she  was  there  this  summer.  "Sis"  writes  that  he  has 
a  fine  wife  and  family  and  a  dandy  home.  He  gave  her  a  beautiful 
trip  around  Seattle  in  his  motor,  and  did  himself  proud  in  entertaining 
the  sister  of  a  '99  man.  Cush  writes  me  quite  regularly  and  some  of 
his  letters  contain  interesting  news  about  Randolph,  his  trips  home,  his 


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new  Haines  roadster  and  what  it  will  do,  his  success  in  his  business, 
the  fact  that  he  is  still  single  and  expects  to  remain  so,  poor  collections, 
etc.,  etc.  My  sister  who  lives  in  Randolph  sends  me  wonderful  reports 
about  John  Dubois.  He  is  a  model  husband  and  father,  has  a  charm- 
ing and  adorable  wife  and  three  fine  children,  has  a  good  business  well 
cared  for,  and  in  short  conducts  himself  in  all  ways  as  a  good  reliable 
and  steady  citizen   should. 

I  met  A.  B.  Patterson  '98  here  the  other  day.  He  is  still  bald  but 
looks  fine  and  hard  and  strong,  as  a  result  of  his  out-door  work  in 
the  forest  service.  He  is  Forest  Supervisor  of  the  Sequoia  Nat'l  Forest 
which  comprises  over  2y2  million  acres  of  timber.  He  was  in  Fresno 
for  a  day  and  was  driving  a  Ford  car.  He  was  on  his  way  to  the 
Visalia  country  where  prune  orchards  thrive  with  the  bee  in  his  bonnet 
to  buy  one,  and  then  find  a  wife  and  finally  settle  down  and  live  on  the 
profits  of  raising  prunes,  no  mean  product  in  this  state  I  can  assure 
you.  "Pat"  said  that  when  he  was  in  the  boarding  house  at  Hanover 
hating  prunes  served  for  every  meal,  that  he  little  thought  he  would 
be  in  California  hunting  a  prune  orchard  in  which  to  live  and  make  his 
income  increase.  The  same  day  I  met  Patterson,  I  also  met  Paul 
Redington  '00.  P.  G.  is  Forest  Supervisor  of  the  Sierra  Nat'l  Forest. 
I  was  some  pleased  to  see  him,  and  we  played  some  pool  and  had  a 
few  drinks,  and  then  I  brought  him  out  to  the  house  to  sample  some 
of  my  wife's  good  cooking.  Either  Paul  was  very  hungry  or  the  cook- 
ing pleased  him,  because  he  certainly  did  act  like  he  enjoyed  the  dinner. 
He  persuaded  me  to  take  a  day  off  and  drive  him  home  to  North  Fork. 
I  finally  agreed,  and  the  next  morning  my  wife  and  I  in  my  trusty  Over- 
land met  Paul  and  drove  the  50  miles  up  into  the  mountains  to  his 
foresf  home.  There  we  were  met  by  his  lovely  wife  and  introduced  to 
his  wonderful  boy.  SOME  BOY.  Only  two  years  old  and  one  must 
take  his  hat  off  to  this  boy.  He  talks  like  a  man  and  is  very  well  and 
mighty  handsome.  Paul  is  some  proud  father  I  assure  you.  We  stayed 
over  Sunday  and  were  well  entertained.  Paul  presides  over  1,743,000 
acres  of  land  and  over  14  billions  of  merchantable  timber.  He  is  proud 
of  his  work  and  is  becoming  a  recognized  factor  in  the  Forest  Service. 
He  is  now  in  San  Francisco  attending  a  convention  of  Lumbermen. 

C.  E.  Adams         Charles  Ezra  answers  that  he  has  been  at  work 

every  day,  and  found  plenty  of  it.  In  addition 
he  has  been  caring  for  his  father,  who  was  ill  for  over  a  year 
at  his  home  in  Keene,  and  who  passed  away  October  4,  1915. 
There  have,  therefore,  been  no  vacations,  and  the  summer  home 
which  he  has  at  Gilsum,  N.  H.,  has  been  rented  this  last  season. 
He  has  succeeded,  however,  in  keeping  in  physical  trim  by  keep- 
ing the  weeds  out  of  a  garden  that  he  hired  planted,  and  has 

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had  the  pleasure  of   "meeting  up"  with  Dave   Storrs,   Charles 
Sturtevant,  Dr.  Hopkins,  and  Warren  Kendall. 

N.  B.  Adams        "Cig"   says  he  never   worked   harder  than   this 

year.  "N.  P.",  Pitt  and  Willis  are  among  his 
customers,  but  he  doesn't  say  that  they  are  wholly  responsible 
for  the  extra  work.  He's  made  many  friends  and  been  happy. 
He  keeps  the  old  family  place  at  Limerick,  Maine,  as  a  summer 
place  and  for  a  vacation  he  spent  two  rainy,  though  restful 
weeks  within  its  comfortable  shelter. 

E.  L.  Allen  "Ed   has   kept  moving  right  on   this   last  year. 

He  has  been  revising  his  formulas  for  soda 
fountain  syrups,  and  inventing  many  new  drinks.  Has  per- 
fected formula  for  "marshmallow"  that  leads  them  all,  and  his 
company  has  sold  thousands  of  pounds  of  it.  If  your  wife  tells 
you  she  has  had  a  luscious  marshmallow  soda  down  town 
a-shopping,  you  may  know  it  was  "Ed's".  He  has  no  kick  com- 
ing on  account  of  the  war,  though  they  have  been  forced  to 
advance  the  price  of  finished  product  on  account  of  advance  in 
price  of  raw  material,  largely  imported  from  Germany,  and 
though  the  advance  in  sugar  has  helped  to  eat  up  some  of  the 
profits,  for  it  has  served  to  show  that  there  are  chemists  in  the 
United  States  as  well  as  in  Germany.  Ed's  winter  home  is  so 
pleasantly  located,  on  Arlington  Heights,  with  a  park  next  door, 
and  a  fine  unobstructed  view,  that  he  doesn't  need  to  have  a 
summer  home.  A  garden  which  he  admits  may  have  been  unsat- 
isfactory financially,  though  quite  satisfactory  otherwise,  helps 
to  make  it  a  real  summer  home,  in  the  summer  time.  Still  he  did 
run  away  from  the  ruts  of  business  for  a  week's  hunting  in  the 
Maine  woods,  and  is  now  considering  something  new  in  the  way 
of  a  summer  drink. 

K.  Asakawa  "K"    has    been    leading    a    strenuous    existence. 

Abroad  Every  minute  outside  of  regular  work,  he  has 

put  upon  the  war,  going  even  so  far  as  to  read 
the  German  Sagas  in  order  to  get  at  the  German  point  of  view. 
He  has  been  at   work  on   one  major   research  and   one  minor 

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research,  and  presented  introductory  papers  on  both.  On  July 
23  a  paper  on  "Japan's  Early  Experience  with  Buddhism"  was 
presented  at  the  meeting  of  the  American  Historical  Association 
at  San  Francisco — that's  as  near  as  he  got  to  the  Fair.  He  was 
himself  abroad,  on  a  tour  of  observation,  among  the  warring 
nations,  which  began  in  June  and  lasted  through  September,  and 
included  Italy, — where  he  even  got  down  to  the  "toe  of  things" 
in  Sicily, — France  and  England.  "K"  saw  Carl  and  Mrs.  Mil- 
ler in  New  Haven  in  November,  1914,  Berger  in  New  York 
December,  1914,  and  Fuller  in  New  Haven  this  last  October.  He 
writes,  January  23,  1916: — 

Dear  "Sport"  George:  My  European  trip  of  last  summer  was 
nothing  more  than  a  blind  man's  journey  in  a  new  land.  It  would  be 
rude  to  refuse  you  altogether,  but  I  must  circumvent  your  nefarious 
scheme  by  furnishing  you  with  the  barest  outlines  of  my  pilgrimage 
and  reserving  to  myself  all  the  foolish  notions  I  have  gained  which, 
were  they  brought  to  light,  would  be  my  undoing. 

It  was  my  first  trip  to  Europe.  For  it  I  chose  this  time  of  all  times 
for  I  supposed  that  the  everlasting  tourists  would  for  once  have  been 
frightened  away  from  the  zone  of  war  and  that  in  many  important 
respects  the  belligerent  nations  would  be  more  likely  to  reveal  what 
they  were  at  this  critical  moment  than  at  any  other  time.  My  purpose 
was  not  to  study  military  or  financial  situation,  but  to  come  in  actual 
contact  with  the  allied  nations  when  they  were  in  a  serious  and  earnest 
mood,  and  to  feel  with  my  own  hands,  as  it  were,  what  sort  of  culture 
and  training  each  nation  had  received  from  its  past  and  how  that  cul- 
ture and  training  influenced  the  individual  man  and  woman  in  practical 
conduct  and  at  this  particular  time. 

There  would  be  risks  and  inconveniences  in  such  a  trip,  but  I 
thought  it  would  be  well  even  for  so  meek  an  individual  as  I,  for  the 
sake  of  the  light  I  was  confident  I  should  gain,  to  be  a  little  dare-devil 
for  once.  Far  greater  a  requisite  for  me  for  this  trip  than  courage 
(for  a  chicken's  courage  would  suffice  for  that)  was  the  capacity  for 
shedding  like  water  all  my  personal  prejudices  about  European  nations 
and  their  history,  reaching  out  my  hands  for  them  with  humility  and 
receiving  with  sensitiveness  the  impressions  they  might  give  me.  It  is 
needless  to  say  that  my  capacity  along  these  lines  hardly  existed,  but 
nevertheless  I  created  for  myself  an  opportunity  to  test  and  cultivate  it. 

I  left  New  York  on  an  Italian  boat  on  June  5th  and  returned  there 
September  ,30th  in  a  Dutch  ship,  having  spent  nearly  four  months  be- 
yond   the    protection    of    the    Stars    and    Stripes.      A    half    of    that   time 


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was  passed  in  Italy  and  the  remainder  divided  between  France  and 
England. 

Of  inconveniences,  there  were  many,  especially  in  Italy,  where  I 
was,  to  my  infinite  relish,  subjected  to  incredibly  frequent  police  exam- 
inations. I  welcomed  these  opportunities  to  come  in  practical  touch 
with  Italians  and  others  and  missed  them  whenever  they  were  not 
forthcoming. 

One  real  and  great  inconvenience  for  me  was  my  acquaintance  with 
the  English  language.  I  noted  an  immediate  relaxation  of  my  alert- 
ness as  soon  as  I  stepped  on  board  an  English  vessel  to  go  across  the 
channel ;  and  when  I  got  to  London  I  felt  so  much  at  home  that  not 
even  the  Zeppelin  raid  that  came  over  there  early  in  September  suc- 
ceeded in  thrilling  me  and  reopening  my  pores  to  the  extent  of  atten- 
tion that  had  been  constant  with  me  in  Italy  and  France.  In  these 
European  countries,  I  found  that  an  ability  to  read  combined  with  an 
inability  to  speak  well  was  rather  an  advantage  for  my  special  purpose. 
I  exploited  my  ignorance  as  much  as  I  dared  and  indeed  I  not  only 
got  along  somehow  at  stores,  restaurants  and  police  stations,  but  also 
— do  you  believe  it? — exchanged  ideas  (with  a  liberal  use  of  gestures 
and  solecisms)  with  all  classes  of  Italians  and  French  and  made  friends. 
As  for  ready  contacts  and  observations,  there  was  no  end  to  the  fun 
I  got  out  of  them  with  my  handful  vocabulary  and  pocket  lexicon.  I 
want  to  remind  you,  Sport,  that — with  due  respect  for  your  legal  love 
— the  reason  that  you  are  not  keener  than  you  are  about  America  is 
because  you  know  the  American  language  (which,  of  course,  is  not 
English).  Unlearn  it  and  discover  what  a  marvellous,  amorphous  world 
surrounds  you. 

Well,  Sport,  I  have  conducted  you  to  the  portal  of  my  house  of 
many  and  mysterious  observations;  and  I  must  stop,  both  for  your 
sake  and  for  mine,  lest  they  might  bewilder  you  and  embarrass  me. 
Your  obedient  servant,  K.  Asakawa. 

J.  W.  Ash  John   replies   to  the   questionnaire  that  he   has 

removed  from  Chattanooga  to  Corvallis,  Ore- 
gon, and  then  after  a  lot  of  clever  answers,  like  women  in  their 
postscripts,  puts  the  real  stuff  in  a  footnote.  It  is  written  on 
yellow  paper  headed  "Builders'  Supply  Co. — Cement,  Lime, 
Plaster,  Sewer  Pipe,  Drain,  Tile,  etc. — John  W.  Ash,  Pres.  and 
Gen.  Mgr. — Jas.  D.  Child,  Sec.  and  Treas."    We  quote: 

Corvallis,  Oregon,  Nov.  10,  1915.  My  dear  George:  This  is  the 
footnote  and  it  is  liable  to  be  more  brief  than  I  intended  because  I  went 
to  fill  up  my  pipe  and  found  the  $100  money  bag  empty  and  I  have 
bummed    so    much    tobacco    from    Ted    lately    that    I    feel    ashamed    of 

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myself,  so  when  this  pipeful  is  gone,  I  will  have  to  quit.  Now  for  it, 
starting   with    No.   9. 

After  putting  in  a  winter  of  comparative  idleness  (I  made  a  two- 
day  survey  between  Nov.  1st  and  April  1st),  I  got  the  old  western 
fever  back  in  my  system  and  as  I  still  had  a  few  dollars  left,  I  bought 
a  ticket  and  "lit  a  rag"  as  the  nigger  says.  I  went  to  Texas,  thence  to 
California,  took  in  the  San  Diego  and  Frisco  fairs  and  liked  them  both, 
the  former  the  best,  as  I  saw  it  at  its  best  in  April.  When  I  got  tired 
of  those  places,  Los  Angeles  and  a  few  other  towns,  I  struck  North 
into  Oregon  which  I  did  in  fair  shape  and  landed  here.  That  gets  me 
on  question  15.  I  became  acquainted  with  a  few  members  of  the  Ore- 
gon Agricultural  College  faculty  and  the  Eng.  Dept.  got  me  to  give 
the  Engineering  class  a  lecture  on  Engineering  in  general.  I  did  so. 
From  a  technical  point  of  view  it  was  a  howling  failure,  but  judging 
from  the  laughter  and  cheers,  it  was  a  grand  success  as  a  humorous 
anecdote.  The  boys  would  like  to  have  it  repeated,  but  I  do  not  see 
my  name  upon  the  list  of  lecturers  for  the  coming  winter.  Well  I 
dug  out  of  here  and  went  around  to  some  of  my  old  stamping  places 
in  Washington  and  then  I  went  down  into  Idaho  to  my  old  claim.  I 
mooned  around  my  old  cabins  that  I  built  25  years  ago,  one  of  them 
was  sitting  down  and  the  other  getting  ready  to  lie  down.  The  old 
trails  were  all  grown  up,  but  I  wandered  around  through  the  woods 
for  a  few  days  and  then  pulled  out  for  home  with  the  fever  worse  than 
when    I    started    on   the   trip. 

As  soon  as  I  got  back  I  started  getting  ready  for  another  trip.  By 
June  5th  I  had  a  carload  of  furniture  and  other  junk  loaded  and  freight 
paid  on  it  and  the  machine  rigged  for  a  long  trip.  I  loaded  my 
wife,  five  children,  the  colored  girl  and  myself  into  the  machine  and 
departed   from  there. 

The  trip  would  fill  a  small  book,  it  was  one  continual  round  of 
hills,  rocks,  mud,  water,  canyons,  mountains,  and  pleasure  all  the  way 
and  with  the  exceptions  of  Bardstown,  Ky.,  Chicago,  Omaha,  and 
Grand  Island,  Neb.,  we  camped  out  every  night.  Our  route  was  over 
the  Dixie  Hy.  to  Chicago,  Lincoln  Hy.  to  Ogden,  Utah,  thence  to 
Boise,  Idaho,  across  Central  Oregon  through  the  John  Day  and  Straw- 
berry country  to  the  Deschutes  and  Columbia  River.  We  got  onto  the 
Columbia  Hy.  the  day  after  it  was  opened  up  and  in  spite  of  warnings 
that  we  could  not  get  over  it  with  our  load,  we  made  the  trip  and  was 
the  first  touring  car  from  the  East  to  pass  over  it.  It  was  the  real 
scenic  route  of  the  whole  trip,  but  we  lost  our  last  Tenn.  air  there  in 
two  tires.  They  both  went  within  two  hours  of  each  other  and  the 
loss  was  followed  by  a  heavy  wind.  The  next  day  we  got  to  Portland 
and  arrived  here  about  8  a.  m.  Ted  was  waiting  for  me  and  had  my 
furniture  in  a  house  and  grub  ready  to  cook. 

I  saw  Buck  Burns  in  Omaha  in  June.  I  got  him  to  cash  a  check 
for  me,   don't  know  whether  he  ever  got  any  money  on  it  or  not. 

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Since  I  came  here  I  have  finished  two  street  paving  contracts  and 
am  engaged  in  the  manufacture  of  concrete  sewer  pipe,  drain  tile,  build- 
ing blocks  and  cement  products  in  general. 

My  pipe  has  gone  out.     Goodbye.     Yours  ever,  J.  W.  Ash. 

The  trip  does  fill  a  book,  a  clever  bit  of  work  called  "Chat- 
tanooga to  Oregon",  which  contains  on  its  right  hand  pages 
the  day  to  day  journal  of  the  trip  as  set  down  by  John  and  on 
the  left  hand  pages  real  photographs  taken  by  John,  too.  We 
take  the  liberty  of  quoting  a  few  of  the  days. 

June  5,  1915.  On  this  date,  about  9  a.  m.,  Mrs.  Ash,  five  children, 
from  three  to  twelve  years  of  age,  colored  maid,  and  myself,  left 
Chattanooga  in  a  light  six-cylinder,  7-passenger,  40-H.P.,  1914  model, 
Hudson  car,  loaded  with  a  camp  outfit,  bedding,  tent  flies,  provisions, 
two  extra  tires,  ropes,  tire  chains,  axe,  shovel,  trunk,  and  three  suit 
cases,  fishing  tackle,  and  small  rifle,  and  other  things  deemed  necessary 
for  a  comfortable  trip.  The  whole  outfit,  passengers  and  machine, 
weighed  practically  4000  lbs.  We  passed  around  the  edge  of  Lookout 
Mountain,  down  the  Tennessee  River  to  Rankins  Ferry,  crossed  the 
river  on  ferryboat  propelled  by  a  small  motorboat  attached  to  the 
side.  We  crossed  the  Cumberland  Mountains  where  we  paid  $1.00 
toll,  had  a  blow-out,  broke  our  trunk  rack,  and  paid  another  toll  of 
50  cents  on  the  other  side  near  Wonder  Cave.  We  visited  the  cave 
and  found  it  very  wonderful  and  pretty.  It  took  about  two  hours  to 
walk  through  it.  Most  of  the  roads  were  very  rough  and  rocky,  es- 
pecially across  the  mountains,  but  we  found  occasional  stretches  of 
chert  and  macadam  roads  that  were  fine.  We  made  camp  at  an  ideal 
spot  on  the  edge  of  a  small  stream.  Mosquitoes  quite  bad.  Made  62 
miles. 

June  7 — Left  Camp  No.  2,  had  fine  roads  and  figured  on  making- 
Louisville  that  night,  but  about  2  p.  m.  we  struck  a  streak  of  bad  roads 
caused  by  cloud  burst.  We  stopped  and  were  putting  on  our  chains 
when  a  new  big  six  driven  by  a  man  plunged  past  us  and  immediately 
got  stuck.  We  helped  him  out  and  he  went  plunging  ahead  without 
chains.  We  finally  got  started  and  drove  carefully  and  slowly  for 
about  a  mile,  when  we  found  the  big  six  down  in  the  ditch  for  keeps. 
We  worked  past  him  and  then  went  back  with  shovel  and  axe  and 
started  to  help  him  out.  Had  to  pry  the  car  up  with  a  long  pole  and 
block  it  up  with  rocks.  Got  him  up  when  another  big  car  came  along 
with  a  Mr.  Tanner  and  wife  of  Indianapolis.  They  got  past  him  and 
hitched  a  tow-line  to  him  and  got  him  on  the  road,  if  you  can  call  three 
feet  of  mud  a  road ;  it  was  all  a  new  fill  of  dirt  three  feet  deep  and  was 
soaked  to  the  bottom.     We  helped  one  another  through  and  it  took  us 

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over  two  hours  to  go  two  miles.  From  there  on  for  many  miles  the  road 
was  very  bad.  We  were  in  the  lead.  We  met  a  car  going  south,  they 
advised  us  to  be  very  careful  in  fording  the  next  creek  we  came  to, 
where  the  bridge  had  been  washed  out  and  gave  us  implicit  instructions 
how  to  cross  it.  We  followed  their  directions,  the  water  was  deep  and 
got  up  in  our  bedding  and  suit  cases,  but  not  in  our  carburetor,  so 
we  got  safely  over.  The  two  cars  following  did  not  do  so  well,  they 
had  to  be  pulled  out.  They  finally  overtook  us  as  we  had  broken  a 
front  spring  somewhere  in  the  rough  travel  and  were  going  carefully 
and  we  finally  drove  into  Bardstown,  Ky.,  where  we  put  up  at  a  hotel 
so  as  to  get  our  car  fixed  during  the  night.  We  made  132  miles  in 
spite  of  bad  roads. 

Sunday,  June  13 — During  the  night  a  heavy  storm  came  up  and 
before  we  could  get  dressed  the  rain  was  driving  in  under  the  canvas 
and  the  wind  was  pulling  up  our  stakes  so  that  it  was  necessary  for 
everybody  to  grab  the  canvas  and  hold  it  tight.  Even  then  it  was  torn 
out  of  our  hands  several  times  and  our  bedding  got  soaked  as  well  as 
ourselves  and  our  clothes.  The  maid  on  the  other  side  lay  on  her 
cot  and  hung  on  for  dear  life  while  the  water  ran  down  her  head  and 
arms  onto  her  bed.  During  a  lull  we  threw  our  clothes  into  the  ma- 
chine and  rolled  our  bedding  into  a  heap  and  got  into  the  machine 
where  we  dressed  the  best  we  could  and  for  the  rest  of  the  night  we 
sat  upright  and  slept  when  we  didn't  have  to  hold  the  canvas  down. 
It  was  real  funny  and  laughable.  I  tried  to  hold  down  the  canvas  with 
one  hand  and  put  my  pants  on  with  the  other  and  for  fifteen  minutes 
I  never  got  but  one  leg  in  my  pants  and  the  children  were  laughing  at 
me.  The  sun  came  out  next  morning  which  was  Sunday  and  we  found 
trees  uprooted,  wires  and  poles  down  and  one  big  limb  over  a  foot 
through  had  been  torn  off  one  of  the  cottonwoods  and  dropped  a  few 
feet  from  the  front  of  the  machine.  I  should  hate  to  think  what  would 
have  happened  if  it  had  gone  about  ten  feet  further  in  our  direction. 
After  getting  our  bedding  and  clothes  hung  up  in  the  sun,  we  had  a 
good  hot  breakfast  of  bacon  and  eggs,  baked  beans,  potatoes,  bread  and 
coffee  and  as  soon  as  we  got  all  the  things  dried  we  packed  up  and 
made  a  start  about  11  o'clock.  The  roads  were  in  bad  shape,  but  we 
crosed  the  Father  of  Waters  at  Clinton,  Iowa,  about  4.30  p.  m.  We 
laid  in  a  stock  of  provisions  at  a  bakery ;  being  Sunday  we  couldn't  get 
into  a  grocery  store  and  left  to  find  a  camping  place,  which  we  found 
about  six  miles  west.     We  made  73  miles  during  the  day. 

Sunday,  June  20 — Left  Camp  No.  12  at  8.40  a.  m.  and  struck  our 
worst  roads  yet,  nothing  but  mud,  water,  deep  holes  and  deep  ditches 
on  each  side  of  the  road,  so  that  you  were  in  constant  dread  of  skid- 
ding into  one  of  the  ditches  and  drowning  the  whole  crowd.  Had  to 
use  ropes  for  the  first  time,  myself  and  the  three  largest  children  in 
our   bare    feet   and   legs   would   pull   on   the   rope   while   Mrs.   Ash   drove 


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the  car  and  we  would  go  ahead  and  show  her  just  where  to  drive 
through  the  water  so  she  wouldn't  get  into  the  ditch.  It  began  to 
look  like  getting  a  team,  but  we  stayed  with  it  and  drove  and  pulled. 
One  place  ahead  of  us  we  could  see  some  men  and  a  team  pulling  a 
car  out  of  a  bad  place,  so  we  detoured  over  another  road  and  did  fairly 
well  for  a  while.  A  freight  train  came  along  when  we  were  down  in 
a  deep  hole,  the  engineer  slowed  down  to  see  how  we  got  out  and  the 
crew  laughed  like  good  fellows  to  see  us  out  there  in  our  bare  legs 
pulling  on  the  rope,  but  we  showed  them  we  had  an  engine  that  didn't 
have  to  have  rails  to  travel  on  and  they  waved  their  hats  at  us  when 
we  pulled  out.  We  made  camp  that  night  on  schoolhouse  grounds  two 
miles  west  of  Central  City  and  made  87  miles  that  day  in  spite  of  the 
mud.  Mosquitoes  were  thick  and  the  children  gathered  grass  and  ma- 
nure and  built  several  smudges  to  keep  them  off. 

June  21 — Left  Camp  13  at  9.00  a.  m.  The  dews  were  so  heavy 
that  we  couldn't  get  our  canvases  dried  out,  and  we  had  another  siege 
of  mud  and  water,  several  times  we  had  to  turn  around  and  back  track 
to  some  other  road  on  account  of  places  that  were  practically  impas- 
sable. Not  five  miles  of  the  Lincoln  Highway  was  fit  to  travel  on 
towards  Grand  Island  where  we  arrived  at  1.00  having  been  four  hours 
going  26  miles.  At  Grand  Island  we  were  promised  good  roads  at  least 
to  Kearney,  so  we  started  out  with  a  brave  heart  and  a  lot  of  nice 
fresh  provisions.  Just  got  out  of  town  when  we  made  a  mistake  in 
the  road  and  started  to  turn  around.  We  got  crossways  of  the  road 
and  couldn't  go  any  further,  our  engine  ran  but  the  wheels  refused  to 
go.  I  got  out  and  got  under  and  found  there  was  something  wrong 
with  the  transmission,  so  we  pushed  the  car  around  to  the  side  of  the 
road  and  'phoned  back  to  Grand  Island  for  a  tow  back  to  town.  We 
found  that  one  axle  was  twisted  in  two  and  the  other  twisted  up  like 
a  rope.  Apparently  they  held  together  till  we  got  out  of  the  bad  places 
and  then  gave  out  before  we  got  into  them  again,  which  was  fortunate 
for  us.  We  wired  to  Omaha  for  a  new  pair  of  axles,  engaged  some 
rooms  opposite  the  garage  and  sat  down  to  wait  and  watch  a  few  other 
cars  roll  in.  They  all  had  hard  tales  to  tell  and  the  cars  from  the 
West  told  us  what  we  were  up  against  in  front  of  us.  We  cheered 
them  up  likewise.  Lots  of  them  concluded  to  lay  over  a  few  days  and 
rest  up  and  wait  for  a  little  sunshine,  but  we  doubt  if  they  ever  got  it. 
Only  26  miles  today. 

June  23 — Axles  arrived  about  6  a.  m.  Got  busy  and  got  them  in 
and  left  at  9.00  a.  m.  Had  good  weather  and  pretty  good  roads  till 
nearing  Kearney.  Mrs.  Ash  was  driving  and  passed  a  fast  freight  train 
and  they  were  not  poking  along  either,  but  it  started  to  pour  again  and 
we  had  to  slow  down.  We  left  Kearney  and  got  into  bad  roads  again. 
In  one  place  there  was  a  string  of  autos  stuck  in  the  mud  ahead  of  us 
and   had   to   be  pulled   out   with   teams.     We   watched   carefully   and   by 


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using  our  shovel  occasionally  we  kept  out  of  the  ditch  and  had  no 
serious  trouble.  Some  of  the  machines  dropped  into  the  first  camping 
places  and  the  rest  of  them  stopped  at  the  next  town  called  Elm  Creek, 
but  we  calmly  wended  our  way  onwards  and  left  them  behind  in  spite 
of  their  protestations  that  we  would  get  stuck  and  have  to  stay  in  the 
mud  all  night.  By  detouring  in  several  places,  we  cheated  one  or  two 
farmers  with  teams  who  had  an  attitude  of  "watchful  waiting"  for 
us  to  get  stuck  so  they  could  make  five  dollars  easy,  but  we  kept  dig- 
ging out  and  plunging  ahead.  In  one  place  a  farmer  and  his  wife  in 
their  wagon  drove  along  on  their  farm  on  the  other  side  of  the  fence 
and  kept  up  with  us.  When  we  got  stuck  they  would  stop  and  watch 
me  dig  out  while  Mrs.  Ash  drove  the  car  and  the  rest  walked.  After 
we  had  done  this  at  least  three  times  in  a  mile  they  gave  it  up  and  I 
could  see  the  look  of  disgust  on  their  faces  as  the  woman  remarked, 
"Well,  I  know  they  will  get  stuck  in  the  next  hole."  We  didn't  get 
into  the  "next  hole"  for  the  simple  reason  there  was  a  machine  already 
in  it.  It  looked  as  if  he  was  there  for  keeps  with  two  teams  trying 
to  pull  him  up,  so  we  hailed  a  farmer  afoot  and  asked  him  a  few 
questions  about  the  roads  thereabouts  and  if  there  really  was  a  road 
anywhere,  at  which  he  became  very  indignant  and  said  we  ought  to 
stay  at  home  as  the  people  in  that  country  were  satisfied  and  didn't 
want  to  advertise  their  country  or  sell  out  and  move,  whereupon  we 
simply  remarked  that  if  some  people  weren't  so  stingy  they  would 
spend  a  few  dollars  and  get  them  some  roads.  He  had  enough  and 
walked  away,  so  we  backed  up  a  few  hundred  yards  and  took  another 
road  and  found  a  camping  place  east  of  Overton,  Neb.  We  made  73 
miles  and  ate  a  good  supper  of  bacon,  eggs,  beans,  bread,  milk  and 
coffee. 

June  25 — Before  reaching  Ogalalla  we  broke  that  same  spring  again 
and  I  was  working  on  it  when  eight  cars,  all  of  which  we  had  left 
behind  us  at  previous  times  went  sailing  by,  all  as  happy  as  if  they 
were  going  to  a  Fourth  of  July  picnic.  We  were  on  high,  dry  ground 
once  again.  I  got  fixed  up  and  caught  the  whole  bunch  at  Ogalalla. 
We  let  them  get  out  ahead  as  we  couldn't  travel  very  fast  with  the 
spring  broken.  At  Big  Spring  we  started  to  climb  a  long  steep  hill 
and  on  top  it  was  just  as  flat  as  a  table  as  far  as  we  could  see  in 
front  of  us  with  a  house  a  long,  long  way  off.  As  it  was  getting  late 
Mrs.  Ash  took  the  wheel  and  I  rode  on  the  front  where  I  could  watch 
the  spring  and  we  beat  it.  Just  before  we  got  to  the  ranch  the  car 
jumped  out  of  a  rut  and  into  a  barbed  wire  fence.  In  less  time  than 
it  takes  to  mention  it,  I  was  minus  a  pants'  leg  and  some  skin,  but  we 
got  to  the  ranch  where  we  found  one  of  the  eight  cars  and  we  joined 
them  and  made  camp.  We  could  see  the  mountains  in  Colorado  from 
there.  Made  78  miles.  The  children  saw  their  first  prairie  dogs  and 
owls  and  just  went  wild  over  them  and  just  kept  in  a  regular  uproar 
making  them    run   into   their   holes. 

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Sunday,  June  27 — Left  Camp  17  at  9  a.  m.  Had  good  roads  to 
Cheyenne,  went  into  garage  for  oil,  grease,  etc.,  got  provisions  and  a 
new  set  of  axles  I  had  ordered  sent  there  from  Salt  Lake  in  case  of 
accident.  As  we  were  leaving  Cheyenne  a  terrific  storm  came  up  and 
we  stopped  under  shelter  for  the  worst  to  blow  over.  We  commenced 
to  climb  up  and  up  all  day  long  and  got  our  first  view  of  the  snow- 
capped Rocky  Mountain  peaks.  Got  up  to  an  elevation  of  over  9000 
feet  at  the  summit  of  the  U.  P.  near  the  Ames  Monument,  made  camp 
at  Tie  Siding,  Wyoming,  and  got  hay  out  of  a  stable  for  a  bed.  The 
nights   were   getting  lots   colder.     Made  90  miles  today. 

June  29 — Left  Nelson  Ranch  through  Rawlins  and  started  up  the 
Continental  Divide.  Passed  through  a  town  large  enough  for  1000 
people,  but  there  was  not  a  single  soul  in  the  whole  town.  Lots  of 
the  buildings  were  in  good  condition  and  some  had  curtains  still  up 
in  them.  Ran  short  of  water  and  had  to  use  dirty  alkali  water  for  our 
radiator.  We  were  now  in  the  sagebrush  country  proper.  We  climbed 
up  and  up  all  day,  most  of  the  road  following  an  abandoned  railroad 
grade  with  lots  of  the  ties  still  in  the  roadbed.  Met  one  of  the  cars 
that  was  ahead  of  us  going  back  to  Rawlins  for  repairs.  We  found  a 
big  fine  jar  of  stuffed  dates  and  figs  in  the  road.  The  seal  was  un- 
broken and  we  had  a  nice  feed  at  someone  else's  expense  for  which 
we  thanked  them.  We  lost  an  axe  the  day  before  and  had  to  buy  a 
new  one,  it  evened  it  up.  Had  fine  road  all  the  way  up  the  divide,  but 
it  was  awful  windy  and  threatened  to  blow  us  clean  off  the  roof  of  the 
world.  Nothing  but  sagebrush  to  be  seen  anywhere,  not  a  building 
except  a  flag  station  and  section  house  on  the  railroad.  We  saw  our 
first  badger,  but  he  got  into  his  hole  before  I  could  get  out  the  little 
rifle.  Had  a  still  hunt  for  two  sage  hens.  Got  one  and  a  few  chickens. 
Had  a  puncture  on  the  divide,  the  second  on  the  trip  so  far.  Got  to 
a  deserted  coal  mine  and  made  camp  in  one  of  the  shacks.  There  was 
a  bed,  stove  and  other  things  in  there  just  as  clean  as  you  would  wish 
for.  Had  supper,  cleaned  the  chickens  and  went  to  bed.  Paid  40  cents 
a  dozen  for  eggs  and  20  cents  a  quart  for  new  milk.     Made  121  miles. 

June  30 — Left  Camp  20  at  8  a.  m.  after  having  a  fine  breakfast  of 
sage  chickens,  passed  through  Point  of  Rocks,  Rock  Springs  and  Green 
River,  had  beautiful  roads.  Mrs.  Ash  drove  most  of  the  way  and  I 
enjoyed  the  scenery  and  smoked  my  pipe.  Went  into  camp  west  of 
Bryan  on  Black  Ford  at  2  p.  m.  We  fished,  but  caught  nothing.  Worked 
on  the  car  and  caught  up  on  the  washing.     Made  58  miles. 

July  3 — Left  Camp  23  at  8  a.  m.,  went  to  Ogden,  wrote  and  mailed 
some  letters,  had  the  usual  crowd  of  spectators  to  ask  questions  and 
then  left,  had  good  roads  all  day,  met  lots  of  farm  rigs  going  fo  cele- 
brate the  4th.  Stopped  at  Brigham  City,  decorated  the  car  with  Old 
Glory  and  went  on.  Bought  some  bread,  eggs  and  butter  at  a  ranch 
and  made  camp  on  creek  near  pass  in  the  mountains  25  miles  west  of 
Strevells.     Came  very   near   meeting   with    an   accident.     Mrs.   Ash   was 

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driving  and  we  were  on  a  pretty  fair  road  which  we  could  see  ap- 
parently for  miles  ahead  of  us,  when  all  of  a  sudden  the  road  curved 
sharp  to  the  left  and  ran  down  a  very  steep  hill.  Our  brakes  having 
gone  bad  on  us  again,  we  tried  to  get  into  low  gear  and  go  down  in 
compression,  but  for  some  reason  or  other  the  engine  went  dead,  so 
we  couldn't  shift  into  low  gear.  By  that  time  we  were  well  started 
down  the  hill  with  all  the  brakes  on  we  could  get  on.  Half  way  down 
the  hill  was  a  team  coming  up.  We  yelled  at  the  driver  to  get  out  of 
the  way.  He  got  as  far  as  he  could  on  the  side  of  the  bank  and  we 
shot  by  him  on  the  outer  edge  on  a  very  small  margin.  The  road 
swerved  sharply  to  the  right  again,  but  we  made  the  turn  all  right  and 
went  out  on  the  straight  road  about  forty  miles  an  hour,  none  the  worse 
but  pretty  well  shaken  up  and  rather  scared.  Made  142  miles.  Total 
to  date  2578  miles. 

July  9 — Heavy  rains  all  night,  left  Seneca  at  9  a.  m.,  roads  muddy 
and  rough.  Had  to  go  down  one  steep  mountain  grade  4  miles  long. 
Everybody  afraid  to  ride.  They  all  walked  except  the  two  little  fel- 
lows. Went  through  a  canyon  14  miles,  met  a  Ford  in  the  road,  had 
to  hold  it  out  over  the  edge  of  the  road  while  Mrs.  Ash  drove  past. 
Went  through  Canyon  City,  John  Day  and  Daysville.  Paid  40c  a  gallon 
for  gas.  Had  heavy  mountain  roads  all  day  and  had  to  dig  out  of 
the  mud  several  times.  Made  camp  on  Rock  Creek,  Antone,  P.  O. 
Bought  some  pork  that  must  have  been  in  pickle  5  years.  Did  some 
fishing,   but  caught  nothing.     Made   72  miles. 

July  10 — Left  Antone  at  7.30,  made  good  time  through  the  hills  to 
Mitchell  20  miles,  then  our  troubles  commenced  again,  but  we  could 
nearly  see  the  end  of  the  trip  and  took  it  as  it  came.  After  leaving 
Mitchell  it  was  up  and  down  mountains  and  through  canyons  all  day. 
The  scenery  was  fine  and  continually  changing.  The  erosions  among 
the  hills  were  all  colors  of  the  rainbow  and  all  shapes  imaginable.  The 
children  were  in  raptures  over  the  different  animal  shapes  they  could 
picture  out  without  any  stretch  of  the  imagination.  The  rocks  stood 
up  like  gigantic  statues  of  lions,  bears,  elephants,  human  beings  and 
everything  imaginable.  At  the  summit  of  the  last  mountain  we  climbed, 
we  stopped  and  looked  back  over  the  country  we  had  been  going  through 
all  day.  It  did  not  seem  possible  that  an  auto  could  ever  get  through 
such  a  wild,  rough  country  and  in  fact  very  few  of  them  do.  Had  we 
known  what  was  ahead  of  us  when  we  left  Drewsey,  we  should  have  taken 
the  regular  route  through  Burns  and  Prineville,  but  we  got  through  it  that 
day  without  an  accident  and  only  one  blowout.  The  road  was  marked 
all  the  way  with  empty  beer  bottles  and  jack  rabbits  were  innumerable. 
We  passed  through  Antelope  to  Shaniko  where  we  bought  our  Sunday 
provisions  and  made  camp  at  a  farm  house.  We  all  slept  that  night  on 
the  hay  in  the  barn.     Made  11  miles  today.     3174  miles  to  date. 

Sunday,  July  11 — Left  about  8  a.  m.  We  soon  got  a  fine  view  of 
ili<-  snow-covered  peaks  in  the  Cascade   Range,   Hood,  Jefferson,  Wash- 

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ington,  Three  Sisters  and  several  others.  Crossed  the  Deschutes  and 
down  the  Columbia  River  to  The  Dalles.  Had  our  first  engine  trouble 
and  had  to  make  camp  on  a  hill  above  the  Columbia  River,  ten  miles 
out  of  The  Dalles.     Had  a  blowout.     Made  only  81  miles. 

July  12 — Left  Camp  32  at  8  a.  m.  Had  more  engine  trouble,  got 
to  Hood  River,  passed  over  Mitchell's  Point  on  to  the  Columbia  High- 
way. Had  been  advised  to  ship  our  car  to  Portland  from  Hood  River 
as  Mitchell's  Point  was  dangerous  and  the  tunnel  through  was  not  open 
to  traffic,  but  we  took  a  chance  as  other  cars  had  already  been  over 
and  we  were  the  first  big  touring  car  from  the  East  to  go  over  the 
new  Columbia  Highway.  It  was  passable  but  far  from  being  finished. 
The  scenery  along  here  was  grand  and  we  made  camp  in  an  old  cement 
house  by  the  river.  Had  two  punctures  and  lost  the  last  Tennessee  air 
that  we  had  carried  all  the  way  in  our  two  front  tires.  All  the  previous 
punctures  and  blowouts  had  been  on  the  rear  wheels.  Made  only  42 
miles. 

July  13 — Left  Camp  33  about  9  a.  m.  Went  to  Portland,  travel- 
ing slowly  and  taking  in  all  the  scenery.  Had  a  little  work  done  on 
the  car  and  left  Portland  about  2  p.  m.  Had  a  heavy  rain  on  the  road 
and  had  to  use  our  ropes  twice  to  get  us  out  of  the  ditch.  Passed 
through  Salem,  got  mixed  up  on  the  roads  and  did  not  arrive  in  Cor- 
vallis  till  about  8.30  p.  m.  Used  our  headlights  on  the  road  the  first 
time  since  starting  on  the  trip.  Found  a  welcome  awaiting  us.  Made 
135  miles  today,  a  total  to  date  of  3430  miles. 

Don't  they  give  you  a  thrill  akin  to  those  you  got  when 
you  read  Lewis  and  Clark's  journal?  Don't  they  give  you  a 
better  concept  of  the  distance  across  the  continent  than  you 
had  before?  Don't  they  make  you  want  to  take  ofY  your  hat 
to  Mrs.  John  Ash? 

"Association,  In   the   year    1896   there   was    formed   an   organization 

Dartmouth  Liv-  known  as  the  Dartmouth  Educational  Association 
ery  Stable",  Read  which  has  done  a  great  and  good  work  at  Dartmouth 
at  Class  Supper  College.  Realizing  the  need  of  other  similar  institu- 
Nov.  6,  1915 —  tions  in  Dartmouth  I  have  seen  fit  to  form  what  is 
R.  P.  Johnston     called    the    Dartmouth    Livery    Stable    Association,    of 

which   I  have  the   honor  to   present  the  prospectus. 

The  Dartmouth  Livery  Stable  Association  is  a  corporation  organ- 
ized under  the  laws  of  the  commonwealth  of  New  Hampshire  for  the 
purpose  of  assisting  needy  students  pursuing  courses  of  study  at  Dart- 
mouth College.  The  place  within  which  it  is  established  is  the  town 
of  Hanover.     The  reasons  for  its  organization  were  as   follows : 

There  are  many  students  at  Dartmouth  College  who  from  tempo- 
rary lack  of  funds  are  unable  to  hire  teams  to  go  to  Lebanon.     These 

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men  are  as  a  rule  cribbing  their  way  through  college,  and  are  self  re- 
specting and  self  supporting.  They  are  not  objects  of  charity  and  are 
unwilling  either  to  ask  or  receive  it.  A  temporary  loan,  however,  for 
which  the  student  could  give  his  note,  would  be  purely  a  business  trans- 
action, and  would  be  of  the  utmost  assistance  to  him,  meaning  the 
entire  success  or  failure  of  his  plans  to  hire  teams  to  go  to  Lebanon. 
Realizing  the  great  value  and  advantage  of  one-horse  teams  for  trips 
to  Lebanon  the  Dartmouth  Livery  Stable  Association  has  been  formed 
to  provide  the  means  by  which  such  teams  may  be  procured.  Its  method 
of  procedure  is  as  follows : 

Each  member  of  the  Association  pays  yearly  to  the  treasurer  the 
sum  of  $10,  and  from  the  fund  thus  created  teams  are  hired  for  stu- 
dents upon  application.  Each  application  is  carefully  considered  and 
investigated  by  the  officers  and  trustees.  The  recipients  of  the  teams 
are  required  to  give  their  personal  promise  that  they  will  go  only  to 
Lebanon,  and  not  to  the  June  or  anywhere  else.  Students  found  going 
to  Enfield  or  Aetna  will  never  be  allowed  to  receive  another  team. 

When  the  teams  are  returned  the  horses  go  again  into  the  general 
barn  of  the  Association,  and  are  again  loaned  out  as  occasion  demands. 
The  Association  is  operated  on  a  very  efficient  and  economical  basis,  and 
pays  its  officers  no  salaries  and  feeds  its  horses  no  oats,  and  the  work 
of  the  hostlers  and  trustees  is  entirely  gratuitous. 

The  loans  during  the  past  year  averaged  7^4  teams  per  boy.  To 
most  of  the  boys  these  teams  were  of  the  greatest  assistance  and  rep- 
resented the  difference  between  staying  in  college  and  going  to  Leba- 
non. When  a  single  one-horse  team  means  so  much  to  a  boy,  every 
one  of  whom  we  have  looked  up  and  with  whom  we  are  satisfied,  it 
seems  that  the  great  work  of  the  Livery  Stable  Association  should  have 
more   generous   support. 

The  teams  do  not  go  to  inefficients,  or  to  those  who  have  not 
shown  ability  to  attain  a  mark  of  at  least  y2  case  in  beer,  or  have 
done  work  of  equal  rating  in  cider.  Teams  are  lent  to  first  class  able 
lads  who  have  shown  some  excuse  for  their  existence,  and  some  prom- 
ise that  they  are  going  to  get  to  Leb  anyway,  even  if  they  have  to 
walk — the  kind  of  boys  we  like  to  think  are  typical  representatives  of 
the  college,  and  boys  that  you  would  help  get  to  Lebanon  if  their  cases 
were  brought  personally  to  you. 

The  machinery  we  have  devised  for  doing  this  operates  satisfactor- 
ily. We  have  loaned  teams  to  but  very  few  boys  who  have  failed  to 
return  the  horse,  and  in  such  cases  we  have  charged  the  horse  to 
profit  and  loss,  and  allowed  the  boy  to  send  us  another  horse  when  he 
gets  out  of  college. 

Of  late  we  have  limited  the  loan  of  horses  to  members  of  the  two 
upper  classes.  This  gives  us  a  chance  to  get  full  information  regard- 
ing the  applicant  and  to  find  out  if  he  can  drive.  The  treasurer  will 
be   glad   to    furnish   you    with   any   information   regarding   details   of   the 

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work.  All  the  directors  of  the  fund  and  trustees  of  the  College  are 
furnished  with  lists  of  the  horses  outstanding,  and  also  those  in  the 
barn,  and  can  give  you  the  names  of  the  horses  and  of  the  boys  being 
helped  in  case  you  are  interested. 

It  is  with  sorrow  that  we  report  the  death  of  three  horses  during 
the  fiscal  year  just  closed.  One  died  of  old  age,  one  of  insomnia  from 
being  up  so  much  at  night,  and  the  other  expired  at  a  point  near  the 
Spring   House,   from   what  cause   we  do  not  know. 

Below   we   append   the   Treasurer's   report: 
Statement  for  the  year  ending  with  the  death  of  Hen  Swasey: — 

Cash  received  from  all  sources  $8.58 

Paid    for   hay  .75 

Paid   for  horse  liniment  .50 

Paid   for  whips,  cudgels,  etc.  12.00 

Rebate    on    empties  9.98 


Deficit  at  end  of  year,  1.25 

So  you  see  we  came  out  with  a  clean  balance  sheet,  but  our  needs 
for  the  ensuing  year  are  great  and  we  must  have  a  horse  blanket.  We 
trust  some  good  friend  of  the  College  may  see  fit  to  present  us  with 
one,  or  to  leave  us  one  in  his  will,  and  we  hope  he  will  die  early  so 
we  may  have  the  use  of  the  horse  blanket  by  next  winter. 

The  following  is  a  list  of  pledges  made  for  our  good  work,  all  the 
donors  feeling  that  they  know  personally  of  the  value  of  what  we  are 
doing  : 

Abbott,   Pap  $    2.00 

Barney,  James  3.00 

Carson,    Philip  25.00 

Corey,   Guy  100.00 

Drew,   Pitt  5.00 

Hoban,  Owen  2.00 

Hoskins,   Neal  1,500.00 

Kendall,  Warren  10.00 

Sanborn,   Rodney  250.00 

Wardle,    Edward  8.00 

Wason,  Harry  5,000.00 

I  may  add  that  none  of  the  above  is  paid  yet. 

Respectfully  submitted,  Robt.  P.  Johnston,   Treas. 

W.  T.  Atwood     Bill  reports  that  he  has  worked  a  little  harder 

and  earned  a  little  more  than  the  previous  year ; 
that  he  has  been  a  trustee  of  the  Melrose  Public  Library  for  the 
last  three  years,  a  position  which  he  resigned  this  year  and  that 
he  is  and  has  been  clerk  of  the  Melrose  Orthodox  Congrega- 

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tional  Church  for  the  last  four  years.  He  is  also  trustee  of  his 
fraternity,  Phi  Kappa  Psi,  and  has  been  active  in  the  recent 
remodelling  of  the  Dr.  Smith  property  owned  by  them.  This 
year  he  has  become  an  alumni  agent  for  the  Dartmouth  Chris- 
tian Association.  Bill  retains  the  family  farm  on  the  Penobscot 
at  Hampden,  Me.,  and  made  his  usual  pilgrimage  to  the  old  sod 
and  camped  out  on  the  river  bank  there  with  his  family  during 
July.  As  the  sun  shone  only  one  day  out  of  the  thirty  he  was 
glad  to  get  back  to  his  home  in  Melrose,  and  clear  the  weeds 
out  of  his  garden  and  supply  his  neighbors  and  friends  in  town 
with  sweet  corn,  summer  squash,  tomatoes,  beans,  and  beets 
from  his  plenteous  crop.  Bill  reports  seeing  Bill  Colbert,  Cav 
and  Joe  Gannon  at  Commencement,  and  Musgrove  and  family 
in  Boston  in  September  en  route  for  a  little  vacation  at  Hamp- 
ton Beach.  December  14th,  Bill  was  elected  to  the  school  board 
of  Melrose  for  three  years,  obtaining  the  second  highest  vote 
in  a  field  of  five  candidates.  The  election  affidavit  returned 
showed  not  even  a  cent  expended  on  the  campaign. 

H.   M.   Bailey      Bailey    reports    a    changed    address.      The    war 

makes  him  sad,  but  business  has  been  good,  and 
the  same  old  story,  building  everything  small  or  large  and 
keeping  the  quality  high.  It  keeps  him  on  the  road  most  of  the 
time,  and  except  for  a  short  time  in  July  boating  and  fishing  at 
Congomond  Lake,  an  occasional  day  trout  fishing  in  the  woods 
of  Western  Massachusetts,  stolen  from  business  in  the  trout 
season,  he  did  not  get  any  vacation. 

E.  G.  Baldwin      Ned  was  at  work  in  Granville,  N.  Y.,  during 

the  summer,  but  in  October  came  to  Boston 
and  has  been  working  for  the  B.  &  M. 

J.  L.  Barney        James  celebrated  the  advent  of  the  year   1915 

with  a  bona  fide  attack  of  whooping  cough. 
For  a  time  it  made  him  look  and  feel  like  the  articles  at  a  ten 
cent  store  after  the  Xmas  rush,  but  he  came  out  of  it  in  due 
course  looking  as  handsome  as  ever  and  able  to  perform  his 
double  duties  as  secretary  of  the  Pope  Lumber  Co.  and  treas- 

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urcr  and  wheelhorsc  of  the  '99  executive  committee.  He  reports 
nothing  done  out  of  the  ordinary  in  the  lumber  business,  but 
the  other  members  of  the  executive  committee  could  not  agree 
to  a  like  classification  of  his  part  of  the  work  for  the  class. 
Both  have  kept  him  busy  and  at  home.  His  "winter  home  is 
even  more  livable  in  summer  than  in  winter",  and  so  with  little 
after-one-o'clock-Saturday-week-end  journeys  in  his  "good  old 
White",  he  brought  his  family  and  self  through  the  heated  sea- 
son in  fine  form  without  any  transfer  of  his  household  gods  and 
penates  elsewhere. 

E.  W.  Barstow  Barstow's  position  as  Principal  of  the  Bar- 
row's Grammar  School  has  kept  him  busy  fol- 
lowing the  regular  routine  of  a  school-master's  job.  He  found 
time  additionally,  however,  to  serve  as  chairman  of  a  committee 
to  revise  blank  forms  for  elementary  school  system,  and  for  the 
year  ending  with  June  to  act  as  President  of  the  Springfield 
Eudcational  Club,  the  social  and  professional  organization  of 
the  eighty  school  men  of  the  city.  Work  was  varied  by  hikes 
amid  the  environs  of  Springfield  during  autumn  days,  a  couple 
of  trips  to  Boston,  and  the  annual  summer  migration,  with  fam- 
ily, to  Round  Pond,  Me.,  where  there  were  eight  weeks  of  real 
life  in  the  open, — tennis,  swimming,  boating,  and  the  pleasures 
of  simple  cottage  life. 

K.  Beal  Kenneth  as  teacher  of  the  Mechanic  Arts  High 

School  has  drawn  his  salary,  with  the  exception 
of  sick  leave  for  a  fortnight  and  given  in  return  full  measure  of 
service,  and  for  his  second  promotional  worked  up  a  paper  on 
"Reading  for  First  and  Second  Year  High  School  Boys". 
Though  Kenneth  thinks  "research"  is  too  big  a  word  to  cover 
such  a  paper,  and  though  it  was  done  more  than  a  year  ago, 
still  as  we  did  not  get  it  before,  we  are  going  to  mention  it. 
Kenneth's  other  activities,  as  poet,  as  man,  for  the  year  reach 
their  climax  in  the  magical  word  "Harwich",  and  are  summed 
up  in  the  following  prose  lyric  of  country  life,  by  Kenneth  him- 
self, written  October  11,  1915: 


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Dear  George:  May  and  I  have  solemnly  sworn  to  get  our  duty 
to  you  off  our  consciences,  and  she  has  finished  her  stint  before  I  have. 
I  am  going  to  accept  your  suggestion  and  add  to  my  rather  disappoint- 
ingly commonplace  replies  to  the  questionnaire  a  few  facts  about  our 
summer. 

In  the  first  place,  we  concluded  last  winter  that  whatever  happened 
we  must  get  out  of  our  routine  surroundings  for  the  summer,  both 
for  our  own  and  for  the  children's  sakes.  So  we  kept  our  eyes  on 
the  real  estate  columns  of  the  daily  papers.  Presently  we  struck  what 
sounded  too  good  to  be  true,  a  quite  low-priced  cottage,  furnished, 
with  better  than  an  acre  and  a  half  of  land,  for  sale  in  Harwich  on 
very  easy  payments.  Well,  everything  had  to  be  "easy,"  I  can  assure 
you,  to  give  us  any  prospect  of  swinging  it,  but  also  we  were  inflexible 
on  the  need  of  swinging  it.  So,  receiving  an  encouraging  reply  from 
the  agent  when  I  wrote  him,  I  took  the  morning  train  the  following 
Saturday  (early  in  March)  for  the  Cape.  The  proposition  proved 
more  attractive  even  than  I  had  dared  to  hope,  we  closed  the  deal,  the 
deed  was  made  out  to  my  wife  on  her  birthday,  and  with  the  two  older 
boys  we  made  a  pilgrimage  of  joy  to  view  the  place. 

It  was  one  of  those  rare  middle  March  days,  and  the  "winter  of 
our  discontent  was  over."  The  odorous  pine  woods,  the  open  stretches 
of  country  between,  the  restful  spaces  about  the  "little  red  house"  at 
the  corner  of  the  old  town  roads,  the  fantastic  whiteness  of  the  silver- 
leaf  trees  in  front,  and  the  shapely  masses  of  willows  and  lilacs  be- 
hind, with  the  clear  bright  sparkling  blue  of  flooded  bogs  some  dis- 
tance back,  the  quaintly  paneled  latch  doors  with  tiny  lights  of  glass 
above,  the  curious  but  tempting  miscellany  of  furniture,  the  little  steep 
front  stairs,  the  tiny  round  "Cape  Cod  cellar",  the  two  fire-places  with 
swinging  cranes,  the  first  lunch  of  sandwiches  and  crackers,  with  water 
from  our  own  driven  well,  while  we  sat  about  a  crackling  blaze  upon 
our  own  hearthstone,  these  and  a  hundred  other  indescribable  feelings 
made  that  day  of  March  a  memorable  day  in  our  lives.  One  of  the 
blind  alleys  of  life  suddenly  opened,  and  our  gaze  on  the  future  was 
steadied  by  a  long  free  look  down   forbidden  vistas. 

Our  summer  met  every  expectation.  For  many,  the  place  would  seem 
disappointing,  because  a  mile  or  so  from  the  beach,  no  excitement,  no 
"movies,"  no  gaiety.  But  we  had  what  we  wanted.  The  boys  roamed 
at  will  over  fields  and  through  woods,  interviewed  snakes,  bees,  hornets, 
and  butterflies,  picked  "the  first  ripe  strawberry  out  of  the  wood,"  made 
seats  in  the  willows,  kept  the  glasses  filled  with  flowers,  and  their  own 
faces  full  of  brightness  and  color.  They  did  the  dishes,  helped  with 
the  washing  and  sweeping  between  whiles.  Meanwhile  May  and  I 
cleaned  the  house  from  garret  to  cellar.  She  had  to  be  assured  that  no 
bug  or  animal  that  is  deadly  or  unneighborly  to  man  had  any  foothold 
in  our  Mansion  of  Peace.  And  I  did  my  part  by  sundry  jobs  of  re- 
pairing,  a   new   cellar   window   and    frame   and   part   of   the   cellar   wall, 

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window  puttying,  roof  ladder,  and  so  on.  One  morning  while  May  was 
fetching  her  coffee  in  from  the  kitchen,  part  of  the  ceiling  fell  on  her 
head  (on  the  pug,  fortunately)  and  I  had  a  pleasant  experience  in 
stripping  the  rest  of  it  off  for  the  plasterer.  The  ice-box  sprung  a 
leak  and  we  converted  it  into  a  wood-box. 

We  made  a  weekly  pilgrimage  to  the  beach,  like  a  family  of  mid- 
nineteenth  century  emigrants,  George  in  his  go-cart,  across  his  knees 
the  rolled  up  tent,  Arthur  and  Malcolm  pulling  their  solid  play  cart, 
loaded  with  food,  drink,  bathing  suits,  towels,  boats,  with  scattering 
informal  calls  along  the  road,  pauses  for  new  flowers,  or  longing  looks 
at  the  skiff  in  the  creek.  At  last  the  long,  white  stretch  of  quiet  beach 
beneath  the  pine-covered  ridge  of  the  land  that  Agent  Julian  sells  for 
neither  love  nor  money,  dreaming  of  metropolitan  prices  per  foot,  but 
keeping  them  with  an  expediency  of  kindness  undreamed  of  by  him, 
for  our  humble  troop  to  enjoy  thereby  the  wholesome  comfort  of  se- 
cluded privacy.  The  hidden  poles  are  pulled  from  beneath  the  bushes, 
and  on  the  strip  behind  and  below  high  tide  level  where  spring  floods 
had  poured  the  white  sand,  we  set  up  our  tent.  Vehicles  wheel  into 
position  like  the  supply  train  of  an  army,  shoes  and  stockings  fly  off 
at  new  and  indescribable  angles,  the  surf  pounds  in  over  the  protecting 
bar  that  makes  the  water  warm  and  safe.  We  lie  flat  on  the  sand  and 
"feel  right  well"  how  the  course  of  life  quickens  and  deepens  within  us. 
The  children  have  disappeared  a  quarter  of  a  mile  up  the  beach  and 
will  be  back  with  tales  of  fishes  and  eels,  crabs  and  rapids,  lugging  with 
them  sticks,  shells,  and  precious  plunder  of  the  sea. 

But  we  are  back  again,  the  night  has  shut  in,  the  air  is  cool.  We 
light  the  lamp.  The  streets  are  dark.  The  last  passing  voice  of  the 
evening  goes.  No  bell,  no  call,  the  uninterrupted  quiet  of  the  country 
night. 

These  are  but  glimpses,  fragmentary  and  imperfect.  But  I  have 
simply  let  something  of  what  is  warm  within  pass  out  on  this  paper. 
Courage  and  hope  and  ambition  revive,  and  life  seems  just  to  have 
begun.  If  I  were  rushing  into  print,  I  should  have  written  probably 
less  naturally,  but  I  know  you  will  appreciate  and  share  our  delight. 
Best  wishes  in  every  way  to  you,  George.     Sincerely,  Kenneth  Beal 

L.  P.  Benezet        Bennie's  life  this  year  has  been  full.     It  knew 

sorrow  in  the  death  on  April  4th  of  his  father, 
Gustave  P.  Benezet.  Mr.  Benezet,  Senior's  grandfather  was 
known  as  "The  First  Grenadier"  of  the  Guard  under  Napoleon 
and  one  of  the  first  to  receive  the  Legion  of  Honor.  G.  P.  Bene- 
zet was  born  in  France,  May  22,  1843,  but  came  to  this  country 
in  early  manhood  and  served  successfully  as  superintendent  of 
Hamilton  Watch  Factory  in  Lancaster,  Pa.,  of  Peoria  Watch 

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Co.,  of  Illinois  Watch  Co.  at  Springfield.  From  1890-1913  he 
was  in  the  jewelry  business  in  Peoria,  but  since  that  date  had 
been  living  with  Bennie.  It  has  known  joy  in  the  birth  of  a 
son  Louis,  born  June  29,  1915.     . 

Bennie  has  been  five  years  now  at  LaCrosse.  The  school 
report  of  this  year  procured  by  the  secretary  shows  up  some  of 
the  things  that  Bennie  has  accomplished  in  that  time.  He  has 
increased  grade  school  average  enrollment  500  and  jumped  the 
high  school  from  506  to  947,  inaugurated  kindergarten  to  take 
care  of  half  the  children  formerly  crowding  primary  grades, 
established  ungraded  rooms,  special  help  periods,  policy  of  pro- 
moting children  as  soon  as  ability  is  shown  to  do  work  of  next 
grade,  put  in  a  system  of  promotion  by  subjects,  all  moves  to 
advance  the  backward  pupil.  He  has  rewritten  courses  of  study 
twice,  lessened  tardiness  by  1400  cases,  50%,  likewise  truancy, 
dropped  tardiness  of  teachers  from  206  to  153  by  requiring  them 
to  account  to  principals,  reduced  cases  of  corporal  punishment 
from  60  to  9,  inaugurated  a  system  of  interchange  of  kinder- 
garten and  first  grade  for  last  two  months  of  each  semester, 
thereby  accelerating  remarkably  first  grade  work.  He  estab- 
lished summer  continuation  school,  first  with  tuition,  reducing 
tuition  and  finally  this  year  getting  it  free.  The  result  was  an 
enrollment  of  1324,  615  taking  advance  work,  402  review  work 
with  extraordinary  beneficial  results.  This  year  he  had  all 
grades  charted  not  only  for  over  age,  normal  and  under  age 
data,  but  for  additional  data  of  rapid,  normal,  slow  progress  on 
a  rigid  one  year  basis,  the  last  three  factors  being  his  own  inno- 
vation with  respect  to  said  charts,  so  that  each  teacher  knows  the 
history  of  her  class.  Results — rapid  progress  has  increased 
12.1%  to  20.8%  slow  progress  shrunk  from  37.8%  to  36.1%, 
normal  progress  fell  50.1%  to  43.1%.  He  has  done  the  same 
thing  for  high  schools  and  found  that  nearly  half  the  pupils  are 
over  age  in  spite  of  the  fact  that  38%  have  made  rapid  prog- 
ress. He  has  succeeded  in  reducing  the  tendency  to  drop  out  of 
high  school  at  end  of  second  year  so  that  now  one-half  entering 
stay  through  to  the  finish,  the  best  showing  in  the  state.  A  live 
Parent  and  Teachers'  Association,  an  Alumni  Association  get- 
ting  scholarship    funds    for   collegiate    education,    Junior    High 

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Schools  and  now  a  complete  advocacy  of  year  round  school 
which  meets  the  present  sociological  and  economic  changes  and 
shall  turn  out  high  school  graduates  at  sixteen,  are  some  of  the 
things  he  has  done  and  wishes  to  do.  It's  no  dry-as-rust  report, 
but  a  marvellous  handling  of  statistical  data  and  thinking. 

Besides  the  above,  the  first  of  the  year  saw  him  hard  at 
work  finishing  a  "History  of  the  United  States",  which  is  now 
in  use  in  LaCrosse  in  manuscript  form,  later  studying  European 
History  and  economics.  He  has  written  a  "History  of  Govern- 
ment and  War  in  Europe"  for  seventh  and  eighth  grades,  pub- 
lished by  Scott  Foresman  &  Co.  On  February  22-26,  he  was  in 
attendance  at  the  meeting  of  the  National  Educational  Associa- 
tion at  Cincinnati.  He  was  the  enthusiastic  particle  at  a 
luncheon  given  at  the  Hotel  Gibson  by  Morrill  '97  to  the  twenty 
Dartmouth  men  in  attendance  which  included  Edson  '78,  Bick- 
ford  78,  Hilton  '90,  Patey  '98,  Young  '01,  Foster,  Parker  '04, 
so  Patey  reports.  Before  nine  different  audiences  he  has  lec- 
tured on  the  "Causes  of  the  War",  and  on  November  3rd,  he 
addressed  the  faculty  and  students  of  the  Milwaukee  Normal 
School.  You  can  see  there  was  no  chance  for  a  vacation.  The 
only  days  away  from  work  were  a  trip  to  Iowa  investigating  the 
State  Board  of  Education  at  the  special  request  of  Governor 
Phillips  of  Wisconsin. 

H.  J.  Berger        "Hen"   Berger  became  editor  of  the  American 

Stationer  on  July  1.  Some  years  ago  he  held  the 
same  position,  so  this  is  a  return  to  a  "first  love". 

C.  W.  Bonney     Charles  has  worked  hard.     Besides  his  practice, 

the  course  in  Applied  Anatomy  which  he  gave 
at  Jefferson  Medical  College  required  a  great  deal  more  time  and 
effort  than  anticipated.  But  it  was  a  decided  success  and  having 
been  thoroughly  systematized  last  year,  will  be  easier  this  year. 
He  has  made  also  a  study  of  cancer  of  the  jaw  at  the  Philadel- 
phia Hospital  where  he  has  a  service,  and  is  about  to  publish 
a  paper  upon  the  research  in  the  American  Journal  of  Surgery. 
Another  recent  paper  of  his  was  "The  Preparatory  Treatment 
for  Prostatectomy"  Interstate  Medical  Journal,  September,  1915. 

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He  only  got  a  short  vacation.  But  the  work  all  brings  its 
reward,  not  only  in  accomplishment,  but  in  faculty  advancement. 

A.  W.  Boston      Bert  reports  that  he  has  "kept  moving"  in  his 

profession  this  year.  The  phrase  seems  very 
"pat"  for  the  work  of  a  Principal  of  a  high  school;  also  for  the 
course  of  home  study  he  has  been  at,  and  his  vacation  motoring 
up  and  down  the  highways  of  Maine. 

A.  H.  Brown        "A.  H."  has  sold  one  and  a  quarter  million  dol- 

ars  worth  of  Studebaker  autos  this  last  year. 
Business  frequently  takes  him  to  Seattle,  Tacoma,  and  Spokane, 
there  was  a  trip  to  San  Francisco  in  December,  1914,  and  Chi- 
cago in  June,  1915.  He  is  a  special  traffic  officer,  Chairman  of 
Membership  Committee — Rotary  Club,  and  was  Chairman  of 
Portland  Ad  Club  luncheon,  Automobile  Day  last  Spring.  He 
didn't  get  away  for  vacation  until  September  26,  which  found 
him  en  route  to  Sol  Due  Hot  Springs,  Olympic  Mts.,  with  his 
family,  as  the  following  letter  which  is  too  interesting  to  omit, 
indicates : — 

Friend  George: — Am  enclosing  replies  to  your  questions  and  am 
answering  while  en  route  to  the  Olympic  Mountains,  Washington,  with 
my  family  on  a  vacation. 

Am  sorry  to  say  I  have  not  been  to  the  Fairs,  nor  have  I  seen  any 
'99  men  out  here  in  the  past  year.  It  has  been  a  great  tourist  year, 
however,  and  a  great  many  Easterners  have  returned  from  California 
via   Portland,    Seattle,   and   in    some   cases   gone   through   to   Vancouver, 

B.  C,  to  go  home  over  the  Canadian  Pacific.  Our  civic  organizations 
have  entertained  thousands  of  tourists,  and  I  have  contributed  not  a 
little  of  my  personal  time  in  that  direction.  While  the  Panama  Exposi- 
tion has  proven  wonderful  and  a  paying  proposition,  still  the  Pacific 
Northwest  has  proven  a  much  stronger  attraction  to  many  tourists  than 
California  on  account  of  its  more  delightful  summer  climate,  and  its 
superior  scenery. 

I  had  the  pleasure  of  entertaining  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Ernest  F.  Nichols 
here  last  fall  while  they  were  on  a  tour  of  the  Pacific  Coast,  and  took 
them  out  on  the  new  Columbia  River  Highway,  incidentally  putting  them 
over  some  roads,  the  like  of  which  they  had  never  before  seen.  Mrs. 
Nichols  paid  me  the  compliment  of  calling  me  "the  man  who  tamed  the 
motor   car".     Dr.   Walter   T.    Sumner   '98  was   appointed   Bishop   of  the 

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Episcopal  Diocese  of  Oregon  last  winter,  as  perhaps  you  know.  Husel- 
ton  '01  and  1  welcomed  him  on  behalf  of  Dartmouth  upon  the  arrival 
of  his  train.  He  has  been  excellently  received  here  and  is  highly 
regarded.  Our  Alumni  Association  holds  a  noon  luncheon  monthly 
at  the  Portland  Hotel.  I  am  the  only  '99  man  here  and  attend  when- 
ever  I   can. 

My  business  duties  cover  the  management  of  the  sale  of  Studebaker 
automobiles  in  Oregon,  Washington,  Northern  Idaho,  and  Western 
Montana,  also  all  of  Alaska.  I  guess  this  is  about  the  biggest  territory 
any  man  in  any  business  in  this  country  controls.  In  addition  to  busi- 
ness duties,  I  am  active  in  City  Government  work,  in  the  Chamber  of 
Commerce,  Rotary  Club,  Automobile  Dealers'  Association,  and  Auto- 
mobile Club.  I  took  an  active  part  in  our  municipal  election  last  spring 
when  we  put  over  a  bond  issue  of  $1,250,000  for  good  roads. 

I  average  to  get  as  far  East  as  Detroit  twice  a  year,  my  last  trip 
was  in  June  last,  but  my  trips  are  so  hurried  I  get  practically  no  time  to 
go  way  back  or  to  spend  any  time  on  social  matters.  Although  my 
headquarters  are  Portland,  I  travel  considerable  throughout  the  North- 
west, and  am  quite  familiar  with  all  this  section,  so  if  any  one  wants 
any  information   I   will  gladly  tell  them   what   I   can. 

This  is  a  great  country,  it's  worth  seeing,  but  is  worth  more  to  live 
in,  and  help  build  up.  Come  out  and  see  it  some  summer,  and  tell  the 
rest  the  same.  The  latch  string  is  out,  and  I'll  give  you  all  the  best  ride 
in  the  best  car  built.  We  have  Suffrage  for  women,  pure  water,  won- 
derful climate,  fertile  soil,  unsurpassed  scenery,  and  are  rapidly  devel- 
oping excellent  roads,  and  as  a  by-word  to  the  Salubrians — both  Oregon 
and  Washington  go  dry  in  1916,  so  all  will  then  be  safe  and  sane. 

With  kindest  personal  regards  to  you  and  every  other  '99-er,  and 
with  best  wishes  for  the  continued  success  and  prosperity  of  every  man 
in  '99,  I  remain,  Yours  very  truly,  "A.  H."  Brown. 

N.  P.  Brown        Since  January  1,  "N.  P."  has  been  First  Asst. 

Atty.  General  of  the  Commonwealth  of  Massa- 
chusetts with  a  palatial  office  at  the  State  House,  right  on  the 
top  of  Beacon  Hill.  He  has  been  Trustee  of  the  Parlin  Memo- 
rial Library  since  1903,  President  of  Everett  Board  of  Trade 
since  1912,  President  Mystic  Valley  Waterways  Association 
since  1913,  and  Director  on  Finance  Committee,  Everett  Trust 
Co.,  but  we  didn't  know  it.  In  addition  he  still  practices  law. 
He  spent  July  in  Hanover,  the  family  were  there  July  and 
August,  and  "N.  P."  went  up  for  week  ends  in  August.  He 
had  the  Professor  Hawes'  house — old  Elm  House,  and  the  fol- 
lowing  agreeable   schedule   of   living:    forenoon,   golf    with   his 

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oldest  daughter,  or  Professor  Dixon,  or  his  son  Billy ;  afternoon, 
tennis ;  evening,  billiards  or  social  calls.  A  sprained  ankle,  ob- 
tained at  tennis,  broke  up  the  schedule,  and  he  went  for  a  short 
auto  trip  through  Eastern  New  York,  Burlington,  through  the 
Hero  Islands  and  around  Lakes  Champlain  and  George.  In 
October  he  was  invited  by  the  Ancient  and  Honorable  Artillery 
Co.  to  be  their  guest  on  their  Annual  Field  Day  trip  to  Rich- 
mond, and  spoke  at  the  banquet  given  by  them  to  the  Richmond 
Civic  Authorities  and  the  Military  Organizations,  The  Light 
Infantry  Blues,  The  Grays,  The  Howitzers,  at  the  Jefferson 
Hotel,  Richmond.  It  was  a  great  banquet.  The  only  other 
speakers  were  Congressman  Montague,  and  Governor  Stuart 
of  Virginia,  Major  Bowles  of  the  Blues,  Major  Ainslee  of  Rich- 
mond, Dr.  A.  A.  Berle,  Chaplain.  "N.  P."  says,  "the  trip  was 
most  delightful,  especially  after  the  speech  was  off  my  mind", 
Since  November  "N.  P."  has  begun  the  erection  of  a  house  on 
his  lot  in  Rope  Ferry  Walk,  Hanover.  Hunter  '01  is  the  con- 
tractor, and  "N.  P."  hopes  to  have  it  all  ready  for  summer  occu- 
pancy next  year.  He  will  need  it  as  a  retreat  from  his  strenuous 
duties,  both  private  and  public,  when  the  time  comes. 

S.  Burns,  Jr.  "Buck"  has  been  busy  bringing  out  more  new- 
investment  issues.  September  was  the  biggest 
month  in  thirteen  years ;  notwithstanding  that,  he  says  the  war 
has  affected  him,  "made  investors  timid".  His  research  has 
been  perfecting  himself  how  to  sell  bonds.  His  literary  produc- 
tions have  been  solely  advertisements  in  papers  to  get  the  dollar 
from  the  investors.  His  travels  consisted  in  going  back  and 
forth  to  his  summer  cottage  at  Lake  Okabogi,  Iowa,  and  a  motor 
trip  to  Minneapolis  and  Lake  country  during  his  vacation.  He 
did  plant  a  garden — "but  in  his  wife's  name" — shrewd  gentle- 
man !  Classifies  as  Treasurer  Dartmouth  Alumni  Association  of 
the  Plains,  and  holds  the  "honor"  of  a  "respected  citizen". 
Doesn't  own  a  summer  home,  but  does  own  a  Cadillac,  and  also 
rows  a  boat  on  the  lake.  The  only  '99  man  he  has  seen  was 
Jack  Ash  "enroute  by  auto  west.  He  came  through  here  last 
spring  at  the  time  of  the  heavy  rains  and  seemed  to  be  happy  and 
prosperous.     He  and  his  wife  had  their  five  children  with  them 

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in  their  Hudson  and  spent  most  of  their  nights  in  camping  out, 
and  on  particularly  rainy  nights  would  settle  down  in  district 
schoolhouses.  1  believe  he  or  Mrs.  Ash  are  related  to  Mr.  Shook, 
the  wholesale  jeweler  here  in  town.  His  (i.  e.,  Jack's)  check  is 
good".  The  only  '99  news  he  knows  is  the  tragic  news  that  his 
own  hair  is  turning  gray.  To  the  question  what  degrees  do  you 
possess,  he  replies  "none  by  Dartmouth,  title  of  father  by  two 
children",  and  to  the  question  whether  he  would  attend  an  after- 
the-game  supper,  he  says,  with  a  pathetic  ring  between  the 
words,  "yes,  in  spirit". 

H.  S.  Carr  Homer  Stephen  has  kept  at  a  steady  grind.   Has 

not  been  able  to  get  away  anywhere  this  year. 
This  notwithstanding  that  Niles,  Mich.,  is  a  fairly  healthy  place 
as  places  go.  Homer  says  he  hasn't  seen  a  member  of  the  class 
in  years,  and  but  one  Dartmouth  man  in  centuries.  But  did  he 
enjoy  the  Quindecennial  Report?  "You  bet  I  did",  he  wrote 
Barney.  He  was  hoping  to  come  east  this  fall  and  be  at  the 
Penn  game  and  supper  afterward — a  rousing  welcome  awaited 
him,  but  he  wras  unable  to  make  it.  Besides  his  practice,  Carr  is 
pension  examiner. 

P.   W.   Carson     Kit  is  one  of  the  three  not  heard  from. 

F.  W.  Cavanaugh  Between    law    in    Worcester    and     football    in 

Hanover,  "Cav"  sometimes  feels  that  he  is  well 
acquainted  with  those  old  hags,  Miss  Scylla  and  Miss  Charybdis. 
However,  taking  all  together,  he  waxes  well  on  it,  and  his  family 
multiplies.  A  new  daughter,  Rosemary,  was  born  January  11, 
1915.  At  any  rate,  he  has  this  year  allowed  himself  to  be  bound 
for  another  three  years  to  the  job  of  turning  out  winning  teams 
for  Dartmouth.  This  is  no  small  task,  yet  he  does  it  and  is  reck- 
oned one  of  the  best  coaches  in  the  country.  He  is  also  devel- 
oping fame  as  an  orator.  At  the  time  of  the  football  rush,  last 
fall,  Palaeopitus  decreed  the  sophomores  to  have  been  victors, 
but  Cav,  in  a  clever  speech  afterwards,  won  the  hearts  of  1919 
by  commending  the  first-year  men  for  their  pluck,  saying  if  he 
had  had  a  vote  it  would  have  been  in  their  favor.     The  New 

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York  Alumni  heard  of  it,  and  he  is  to  do  the  "heavy"  at  the 
Dartmouth  Banquet  there  in  January.  His  travels  during  the 
year,  like  the  trip  to  the  New  York  Banquet,  have  been  inci- 
dental to  football,  trips  to  Philadelphia  and  New  York  for  the 
football  conferences,  and  the  numerous  journeys  with  the  team. 
He  did  get  away  from  football  once  and  go  to  Block  Island  for 
a  two  weeks'  real  vacation  with  his  family. 

H.  B.  Chase         Hawley  kept  school  just  the  same  regardless  of 

of  the  war,  and  tried  to  earn  his  salary.  Then 
when  vacation  time  came  he  turned  around  and  tried  to  spend 
it.  In  his  Overland  he  toured  New  England  for  pleasure,  even 
made  Hanover  twice  during  the  summer.  To  us  this  would 
seem  magna  cum.  To  Hawley  it  was  only  recompense  for  hav- 
ing contracted  and  been  through  a  siege  of  scarlet  fever  during 
the  winter.  "The  oldest  man  on  record  with  a  child's  disease", 
as  he  puts  it. 

T.  W.  Chase  Tedo's  year  has  been  as  usual,  stuck  to  job,  try- 
ing to  increase  production,  lower  cost  and  im- 
prove output.  He's  done  pretty  well  at  it,  too.  As  a  change  he 
got  in  a  few  days'  fishing  in  the  spring  and  a  week's  auto  trip  in 
the  fall.  He  has  made  Hanover  several  times.  He  has  his 
mother's  cottage  at  Kennebunk  Beach  for  a  summer  retreat,  but 
of  late  years  has  used  it  very  little.  Besides  an  auto  "Tedo"  is 
one  of  few  that  keeps  also  a  "driving  horse".  That  is  probably 
due  to  Vermont  influence.  He  says  it  can  rip  off  a  mile  in  fifteen 
minutes,  but  Franko,  whom  Tedo  sees  occasionally,  thinks  it  does 
better  than  that. 

J.  D.  Child  "Ted"  pulled  up  stakes  in  the  South  at  the  same 

time  John  Ash  did,  and  transferred  himself  to 
Corvallis,  Oregon.  He  and  John  have  organized  the  Builders' 
Supply  Co.,  and  deal  in  cement,  lime,  plaster,  and  all  the  hundred 
and  one  things  that  you  have  to  have,  but  of  which  you  never 
dream,  when  you  come  to  building  or  rebuilding  a  house  for 
yourself.      "Ted"   is    Secretary   and   Treasurer   of   the   concern. 


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Corvallis  is  a  lively  looking  place  from  its  photo,  which  Ash  sent 
the  Secretary.  While  John  was  doing  his  Lewis  and  Clarke 
stunt  across  the  plains  of  Nebraska,  "Ted"  had  already  preceded 
him  by  Pullman,  and  was  getting  both  John's  household  gods 
and  their  business  Penates  in  readiness,  so  that  the  President 
and  Manager  could  go  immediately  to  work  when  the  across-the- 
plains  auto  hove  in.  Five  months  later  Ted  writes  that  he  "is 
very  much  pleased  with  this  part  of  the  country". 

G.  G.  Clark  The  secretary's  activities  have  not  been  of  the 

class  report  order.  The  only  thing  that  he  has 
done  that  might  be  of  interest  has  been  the  alterations  at  the  old 
family  homestead  in  Plymouth,  N.  H.,  upon  which  he  has  spent 
a  great  deal  of  the  time,  but  these  have  been  so  constant  that 
they  are  the  last  things  he  wants  to  discuss.  A  pleasant  happen- 
ing growing  out  of  the  work,  however,  were  the  calls,  through 
accident  and  unexpected  by  either  party,  from  Joy  and  Luke, 
also  by  Silver,  while  the  secretary  was  in  Plymouth. 

T.  Cogswell  Another  exception  to  the  rule  is  noted : 

Cogswell  Hill  Farm,  October  8,  1915 

Dear  Friend  Clark: — I  have  just  gotten  home  from  a  season  of 
nine  months,  and  hasten  to  answer  your  letter  of  recent  date. 

My  profession  has  been  through  some  pretty  tough  sledding  during 
the  past  year,  but  it  is  looking  up  now,  and  I  expect  to  have  a  prosperous 
and  exceedingly  pleasant  season.  I  put  in  the  entire  nine  months  last  year 
in  Vermont  state,  being  located  in  permanent  stock  in  Barre,  Vt,  during 
the  winter,  and  after  the  granite  strike  was  declared  I  went  on  a  little 
circuit  stock  tour,  playing  in  twelve  towns,  one  night  in  each,  every 
two  weeks,  staying  on  the  circuit  for  twenty-six  weeks.  We  took  in 
Randolph,  Wells  River,  but  never  Hanover.  I  saw  Lyster  in  Wells 
River  and  Dubois  in  Randolph  several  times.  John  has  a  grand  pair  of 
Morgan  horses,  which  he  drives  at  the  fair  or  races.  I  expect  to  return 
to  the  same  circuit  next  April  and  be  there  until  the  following  November. 
Most  of  the  towns  are  small,  and  I  have  been  out  in  the  open  all  sum- 
mer. It  is  one  of  the  pleasantest  seasons  I  have  ever  had  in  the  theatri- 
cal business. 

I  am  still  single — my  own  boss — and  see  no  prospect  of  having  to 
worry  for  fear  my  children  will  grow  up  to  be  "actors".  I  still  keep  the 
farm  here  in  Gilmanton,  where  I  shall  be  pleased  to  have  any  of  the  mem- 

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bers  of  '99  call  and  look  over  the  finest  view  of  lakes  and  mountains  in 
the  state.  The  fire  of  last  May  did  not  reach  our  place,  but  left  the  vil- 
lage in  a  very  bad  condition. 

If  possible,  I  shall  plan  to  get  into  Boston  at  the  "Round  Up",  but 
being  obliged  to  work  nights  it  is  rather  difficult. 

Had  a  nice  long  talk  with  Dubois  in  Randolph,  Vt.,  and  he  cer- 
tainly is  enthusiastic  over  the  fifteenth  reunion  last  year. 

Best  of  luck  to  you  and  to  all  the  fellows  of  '99.  If  I  play  in  Bos- 
ton, come  and  see  me  "act  on  the  stage".     Sincerely,  Thomas  Cogswell- 

Tom  is  just  the  same  Tom,  though  his  great  shock  of  hair 
is  turning  iron  grey.  He  surprised  the  Secretary  with  a  pleas- 
ant call  one  morning  to  express  his  personal  regret,  in  addition 
to  the  foregoing  letter,  at  his  inability  to  get  to  after-the-game 
supper.  He  is  acting  old  men's  parts,  i.  e.,  making  his  iron 
gray  hair  work,  in  the  Nellie  Gill  Company.  The  company  has 
a  circuit  of  Quincy,  Taunton,  Plymouth,  and  through  south- 
eastern cities  of  the  state.  This  is  to  be  his  fall  season ;  in 
spring  he  goes  back  again  to  Vermont,  and  then  when  summer 
comes,  he  expects  to  loaf  again  on  his  old  homestead,  which  he 
still  keeps,  and  "it  pays  for  itself",  he  says.  For  amusement  he 
will  drive  his  farm  horse  or  follow  his  one  hobby  and  paddle 
his  canoe  on  the  river. 

W.  J.  Colbert       Bill  is  on  sick  leave  from  his  position  of  Dean 

of  the  College  of  Liberal  Arts,  Manila,  P.  I. 
He  came  to  the  United  States  in  the  latter  part  of  1914,  to  see 
if  he  couldn't  regain  his  health.  He  stayed  in  Berkeley  during 
the  winter  season.  He  saw  the  San  Francisco  Fair  a  week  be- 
fore it  opened,  but  thinks  other  fellows  could  tell  more  about  it 
than  he.  Then  he  came  to  New  York.  At  Commencement  time, 
he  went  to  Hanover  where  Dartmouth  conferred  upon  him  the 
Honorary  Degree  of  A.M.,  and  he  saw  Atwood,  Gannon,  Mus- 
grove,  Richardson,  and  Storrs,  and  helped  1900  do  a  bit  of 
reunioning.  He  stayed  a  part  of  the  summer  in  Hanover  to  get 
Dr.  Gile's  view  of  himself,  later  spent  some  time  at  his  old  home 
in  Danvers,  and  since  last  fall  has  been  at  the  Sidis  Institute  at 
Portsmouth.  lie  has  had  his  tips  and  downs.  He  writes  October 
27,   "I    was   getting  on    well   in    Hanover  and   later   in    Danvers. 

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Then  I  decided  that  I  needed  the  best  treatment,  and  I  was  told 
that  this  is  the  best.  1  like  it  and  I  was  getting  on  famously  until 
about  six  days  ago  when  I  endeavored  to  break  or  lose  each 
golf  ball  I  had,  at  one  fell  blow.  My  muscles  were  sore  next 
day.  But  I  persevered.  The  doctor  is  now  the  only  one  I  allow 
to  address  (keeping  to  my  golf  terms  you  see)  that  arm.  I'll 
be  in  fine  shape  in  three  weeks,  in  good  shape  in  the  spring,  and 
ready  for  anything  by  July".  Notwithstanding  ill  health,  Bill 
has  been  investigating  university  administration,  school  of  busi- 
ness administration  and  taken  some  courses  in  play  writing  and 
journalism.  He  is  a  member  of  the  Board  of  Directors  of  the 
Columbia  Club,  Manila,  still,  but  this  fall  he  sold  a  couple  of 
houses  he  owned  there,  and  has  now  only  a  place  to  hang  his 
hat.  Guy  Corey  drops  in  once  in  a  while  to  see  him  at  the  Sidis 
Institute,  and  to  chat  about  the  fellows.  It  was  a  keen  disap- 
pointment not  to  be  able  to  come  to  see  everyone  at  the  supper 
after  the  Penn  game,  but  the  doctor  forbade,  and  Bill  acquiesced. 

H.  C.  Collar         "Herb's"   letter   is   better  than   any   compilation 

the  secretary  could  make.     It's   dated   Buffalo, 
N.  Y.,  September  28,  1915: 


Dear  George  : — The  list  of  questions  proves  to  be,  not  a  question- 
naire, but  an  inquisition.  In  its  compilation,  the  committee's  courage 
may  have  outrun  their  discretion,  but  no  matter ;  you  gave  us  enough 
to  think  about.  Of  my  answers,  some  are  perhaps  "impertinent",  more 
are  probably  "trifling",  and  all  are  undoubedly  "inapplicable"  to  the 
needs  of  the  case.  However,  I  will  put  them  into  an  incoherent,  dis- 
coursive  lump,  and  possibly  you  can  winnow  the  categorical  material 
necessary  for  your  purposes. 

Your  kindly  suggestions  about  getting  into  the  proper  atmosphere, 
preparatory  to  attacking  the  momentous  task,  don't  seem  to  fit  in  with 
my  surroundings,  just  at  the  moment;  for  my  doctor  won't  let  me  smoke 
a  pipe,  my  wife  has  gone  to  the  theatre,  and  the  best  I  can  do  for  a 
fireside  is  an  ugly  and  useless  (at  this  time  of  year)  gas-log.  "Can  you 
beat  it?" 

Presumablv  there  is  in  the  archives  of  the  class  documentary  evi- 
dence to  the  effect  that  I  was  lawfully  or  legally  (whichever  is  the 
proper  term)  married  in  the  year  1901.  Otherwise  the  two  children 
properly  ascribed  to  me — Verbum   sap. 

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As  to  business  or  professional  changes  during  the  year,  1  have 
preserved  the  status  quo  (which  expression  Champ  Clark  once  used  in 
a  campaign  speech  in  referring  to  the  then  position  of  the  Republican 
party.  An  ardent  old  Democrat  standard-bearer  interpreted  it  to  a  less 
(!)  enlightened  by-stander  as  a  "hell  of  a  fix".).  Well,  let  it  go  at 
that.  Should  I  have  long  life  in  my  present  capacity,  I  am  assured  of  a 
fairly  busy  one;  for  my  multifarious  duties  include  the  revision  of  the 
card  catalog  of  the  library,  a  bit  of  work  which,  at  the  present  rate  of 
procedure,  will  be  sufficient  to  keep  my  staff  and  myself  reasonably 
occupied  for  the  remainder  of  our  natural  lives. 

You  bet  the  war  has  affected  me.  How?  Right  here  (business  of 
slapping  right-hand  pocket).  Why,  I  was  right  in  the  midst  of  trans- 
lating for  publication  in  this  country  a  most  charming  and  sympatheti- 
cally written  book  on  "US"  by  a  German,  when  Europe  was  suddenly 
converted  into  a  shambles  and  the  Lusitania  was  sunk.  Such  a  book, 
in  the  present  temper  of  the  American  public  would  be  worth  about  the 
premium  on  a  copper  two-cent  piece.  Do  I  need  to  expatiate  on  the 
situation.  Everybody  is  affected  by  the  war,  directly  or  indirectly.  Its 
oft-repeated  horrors  have  visibly  affected  my  honored  father,  now  in 
his  eighty-third  year. 

Traveling  for  pleasure  is  an  expensive  luxury  and  is  not  for  the 
likes  of  me.  So  I  didn't  go  to  San  F.  or  San  D.  But  a  friend  of  mine, 
formerly  of  Massachusetts,  now  a  citizen  of  California,  saw  both  fairs, 
and  he  says  San  D.  has  the  call.  Testimony  to  the  contrary  wouldn't 
necessarily  make  the  friend  out  a  liar.  I  did  one  journey,  one  incident 
of  which   may  not  be  without  its  interest. 

On  the  27th  of  August  I  passed  through  Norwich,  Vt.,  in  my  pri- 
vate car!  I  say  my  private  car,  and  you  shall  judge  whether  I  speak 
literally  or  figuratively.  I  was  on  my  way  to  visit  my  father  in  a  small 
town  in  northern  Vermont,  and  on  this  particular  day,  a  rarely  beautiful 
one  for  the  season,  I  rode  up  the  Connecticut  valley  from  Springfield. 
As  those  dearly  familiar  views  appeared,  I  thought  of  the  years  (twelve 
to  be  exact)  since  I  had  been  that  way.  Ben  Marshall  was  in  the  car, 
but  it  was  not  his  car.  It  was  mine ;  for  over  the  door  was  the 
number  "1899". 

The  greater  part  of  my  vacation  was  spent  among  the  hills  of  Ver- 
mont, in  the  charming  little  village  of  Greensboro.  I  met  there  the  god- 
father of  Gerould's  boy.  It  was  there,  too,  that  I  heard  a  bit  of  gosip 
about  Jim  Rich  which  I  am  not  going  to  repeat  here,  and  I  also  heard 
some  very  nice  things  said  about  him  which  I  may  have  the  pleasure  of 
telling  him  in  person  some  time.  It  must  be  a  mighty  small  place  where 
you  can't  connect  up  somehow  with  Dartmouth  '99. 

I  had  a  very  pleasant  chat  with  Warren  Kendall  as  he  passed 
through  Buffalo,  last  month,  on  his  way  home  after  trying  to  sell  the 
Boston  and   Maine  to  some  Chicago  capitalists.     Warren  looked  fat  and 


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therefore  prosperous,  and  he  told  me  he  had  a  growing  (  ?)  family.  I 
couldn't  look  prosperous  if  I  were  worth  as  much  as  $5.     I'm  too  thin. 

When  I  had  a  garden  in  Holden,  Mass.,  in  1913,  the  flourishing 
exuberance  of  which  excited  the  envy  of  my  neighbors,  I  had  the  exer- 
cise my  withered  body  needed.  Since  then  I  have  taken  none  to  speak 
of.  Shank's  mare  furnishes  both  my  locomotive  force  and  my  out-door 
recreation.  I  have  neither  time  nor  money  to  indulge  in  a  daily  two  or 
three  hours  of  golf  like  some  of  the  "malefactors  of  great  wealth"  in 
our  class. 

During  the  late  heated  term,  I  was  in  Boston  for  a  few  days,  but 
had  no  opportunity  to  drop  in  on  any  '99-ers.  There  is  small  chance, 
as  I  see  it,  that  I  shall  be  that  way  again  for  many  moons.  If  the  pro- 
jected after-the-game  supper  is  seasoned  with  the  sauce  of  a  30  or  40  to  0 
victory  for  us,  what  a  splendiferous  occasion  it  will  be.  Good-bye  and 
good  luck.     Herb   Collar. 

Commencement  Atwood,  N.  P.  Brown,  Colbert,  Gannon,  Rich- 
Ninety-niners       ardson,  Storrs,  and  Tibbetts  were  the  only  ones 

present  at  Commencement,  1915.  "Hanover 
was  a  quiet  spot  with  the  memories  of  1914  shouting  at  you  from 
every  corner". 

G.  E.  Corey  Guy's  law  office  is  now  73  Congress  St.,  Ports- 
mouth, though  his  residence  address  remains  the 
same,  464  Middle  St.  "Regular  routine"  is  his  report  for  the 
year,  and  no  vacation.  He  does  send  this  of  interest,  October 
21,  1915: —  "Last  Saturday  I  visited  Bill  Colbert  who  is  under 
treatment  at  the  Dr.  Sidis'  Institute  here.  He  was  looking  fine 
and  is  coming  along  o.  k.  His  work  in  the  Philippines  and  the 
climate  was  too  much  for  him.  We  had  a  great  chat.  Bill  grad- 
uated in  1900,  but  you  know  was  originally  and  is  now  a  '99-er". 
Guy  is  interested  in  the  new  Dartmouth  Alumni  Association  of 
Portsmouth,  which  was  formed  December  27,  at  a  dinner  at  the 
Hotel  Rockingham. 

R.  E.  Croker       "Dick"  has  made  an  advance  this  year  to  a  more 

important  position  in  his  work.  He  has  been 
doing  research  in  factory  efficiency  systems,  made  one  trip  to 
New  York.  For  a  vacation  he  spent  a  week  at  Kennebunkport, 
Maine.  Sorry  to  say  he  hasn't  seen  a  member  of  the  class  dur- 
ing past  year. 

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F.  J.  Crolius        "Fritz"  is  now  located  with  the  Carnegie  Steel 

Company  in  Munhall,  Pa.  He  has  done  some 
research  during  the  year  on  the  combustion  of  fuels,  results  not 
yet  wholly  determined.  Discussed  the  subject  before  a  gather- 
ing of  Canadian  Scientists  at  Toronto,  Canada.  Travels  during 
years  have  taken  him  to  England,  France,  Switzerland,  Belgium, 
and  Canada.  They  were  not  vacation  travels,  though.  He  has 
run  across  Barney,  Kendall,  and  Varney  during  the  year.  No- 
vember 11,  1915,  he  writes: —  "Sorry  indeed  not  to  enjoy  an 
evening  with  the  crowd  (i.  e.,  supper)  but  don't  expect  to  be  east 
again  for  a  year.  Extend  my  best  regards  to  all  the  boys.  Tell 
them  should  they  pass  this  way  to  drop  in  and  look  over  the 
busiest  spot  in  U.  S.  A.     Cordially,  F.  J.  Crolius". 

C.  N.  Currier        "Cac's"  duties  as  foreman  of  the  Gray  &  Davis 

Inc.  keep  him  pretty  busy.  He  doesn't  believe 
in  all  work,  however.  He  has  a  twenty-six  foot  cabin  dory  that 
he  steers  over  the  placid  waters  of  the  Merrimac  and  Parkers 
River.  "Sometimes  he  steers  it  into  a  mud  bank".  He  spent  all 
his  vacation  on  the  "puff  boat".  He  writes,  November  23 : — "I 
was  in  hopes  to  be  with  you  after  the  game  (Penn)  but  business 
prevented.  Remember  me  to  all  the  boys.  Sincerely,  C.  N. 
Currier". 

C.  E.  Cushman    "Cush"  has  "worked  like  the  devil".     His  own 

words.  It's  research  all  the  time  with  him,  still 
a-working  at  osteopathy.  He  has  made  two  trips  to  Randolph, 
Vt.,  and  has  done  a  great  deal  of  motoring  through  Illinois, 
Indiana,  New  England,  and  New  York.  While  in  Randolph  he 
used  to  run  over  occasionally  to  play  golf  on  the  Hanover  links, 
a  la  President  Wilson.  It  was  bully  fun,  he  adds.  These  were 
his  vacation  days.  He  has  only  seen  Dubois,  Kendall,  and  Rich- 
ardson, but  wishes  the  fellows  would  get  the  habit  more  of  look- 
ing him  up  in  Chicago.  "Rab  has  moved  to  Fresno  and  says 
he  is  behaving  himself.  Brock  Gilson,  1900,  weighs  294  pounds", 
he  reports.     "Hoorah  for  1900"  from  1899. 


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Dartmouth  Dartmouth  men,  like  other  collegiate  men,  like 

Dinners  and  to  eat  their  way  through  the  long  winter.     The 

Diners  first  big  gathering  of  the  1914-1915  season  was 

a  rousing  dinner  tendered  a  ninety-niner,  to  wit 
"Cav",  at  the  Hotel  Bancroft,  Worcester,  December  29,  1914. 
Two  hundred  and  fifty  of  Cavanaugh's  friends,  chiefly  Dart- 
mouth men,  were  there  to  honor  him.  F.  W.  Walker,  the  only 
other  '99-er  in  or  near  Worcester,  was  there  to  represent  ninety- 
nine. 

On  a  count  of  noses,  it  appears  that  fifty-nine  members  of 
the  class,  i.  e.,  forty-six  per  cent,  attended  these  Dartmouth 
alumni  gatherings  during  the  year.  At  the  big  Boston  dinner 
were  Allen,  Atwood,  N.  P.  Brown,  Clark,  Cavanaugh.  H.  H. 
Dearborn,  Drew,  Donahue,  Hodgkins,  Johnston,  Kendall, 
Lynch,  Richardson,  Rogers ;  at  Chicago,  Cushman  attended ;  at 
Morrill's  Dartmouth  Round-Up  in  Cincinnati  Benezet  ''led  the 
singing" ;  at  Cleveland  H.  A.  Miller  played  the  part  of  an  "old 
alumnus" ;  at  Detroit  Hoskins  showed  up.  Greenwood  and  Wat- 
son were  at  the  Hartford  dinner.  Parker  was  in  attendance  at 
Dartmouth  Night  at  Hanover.  Bob  Johnston  was  toastmaster 
and  Hopkins  and  Folsom  assisted  him  at  Manchester.  Hop- 
kins and  Sturtevant  joined  in  the  dinner  at  Keene.  At  Minne- 
apolis Ford  got  his  "Dartmouth  winter  eat".  About  the  '99 
table  at  New  York  gathered  A.  M.  Abbott,  H.  B.  Chase,  Gan- 
non, Leavitt,  Prescott,  Varney,  Whittier.  At  Omaha  Burns 
turned  up  to  represent  '99.  At  Philadelphia  it  was  Bonney  and 
Lane.  At  Rochester,  N.  Y.,  it  was  Nye.  At  Springfield,  Bar- 
stow  was  the  man,  and  at  Worcester  it  was  Cavanaugh  and 
Walker,  and  way  out  at  Portland,  Oregon,  A.  H.  Brown  was 
the  one  to  foregather,  Northward  at  Seattle,  it  was  Woodman, 
and  then  dropping  down  that  long,  bold  coast  line  you  find  at 
San  Francisco,  Sears  to  be  the  '99-er  in  the  crowd.  It's  mighty 
good  to  be  just  the  '99-er  in  the  crowd. 

In  addition  to  the  foregoing,  twenty-seven  attended  the 
March  Round-Up  and  twenty-nine  brought  themselves  and  their 
wives  to  the  supper  after  the  Pennsylvania  game  in  Boston.  For 
many  of  these  it  was  their  third  "eat"  at  least,  and  for  some  of 


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them  the  score  would  be  higher,  for  the  Dartmouth  Club  Smoker, 
the  Dartmouth  Pop  night  at  Symphony  Hall  had  attracted  many. 
If  luncheon  club,  Thayer  School,  and  senior  society  get-togethers 
were  allowed  to  be  counted,  it  would  be  a  much  mooted  ques- 
tion what  '99-er  had  the  biggest  score.  But  after  all  it  isn't 
these  large  gatherings  that  grip  you.  It's  rather  the  picture  left 
by  Pearl's  Round-Up  of  five  about  his  fireplace  in  Orono  and 
the  picture  that  springs  up  from  Staley's  answer,  "None  out- 
side of  a  little  'home  smoker'  attended  by  my  wife,  the  three 
boys  and  myself  at  which  we  read  the  last  ninety-nine  class 
report". 

Dartmouth  Convincing  evidence  that  things  are  moving  at 

Itself  Hanover  are  the  facts  that  it  has  a  "one  way 

street",  (autoists  are  hereby  notified  that  they 
must  take  the  right-hand  roadway  on  street  south  side  of  cam- 
pus) and  also  a  local  dime  messenger  service  inaugurated  by 
the  Western  Union.  "Phone  the  office  and  a  'townie'  will  be 
furnished  as  promptly  as  possible  to  run  your  errand".  Think 
of  the  comic  possibilities  if  only  "Bob  and  Hoss"  were  there  to 
do  the  'phoning!  Such  are,  however,  only  barometric  humors 
prefacing  the  serious  changes  that  we  have  thought  would  inter- 
est ninety-niners. 

A  freshman  class  for  1914  of  445  has  been  raised  to  486 
this  fall,  total  enrollment  1470.  The  year  1914-15  and  fall  1915 
have  seen  a  new  organization  called  the  Arts,  launched  to  unite 
and  coordinate  the  cultural  interests  with  club  rooms  in  Rob- 
inson, starting  with  a  membership  of  forty  undergraduates  and 
thirty  members  of  the  faculty.  It  started  the  ball  rolling  with 
an  exhibit  of  paintings  by  Mr.  W.  Adams  and  since  has  been 
the  means  of  introducing  a  number  of  noted  men  to  the  student 
body,  several  art  exhibits  and  host  to  visiting  notables. 
"The  Dartmouth  Dramatic  Movement"  of  wider  aspect  than  a 
mere  student  movement  has  shown  its  true  solidity  by  forging 
straight  on  minus  its  original  leaders.  "The  Next  Step",  Shaw's 
"Arms  and  Man",  Galworthy's  "Pigeon",  the  "Second  Shepherd 
Play",  four  one-act  sketches  by  undergrads  performed  by  fresh- 

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men  are  to  its  credit  since  the  1915  year  opened.  The  new  stage 
craft  has  come  into  the  movement,  too,  with  a  bound  forward 
through  the  genius  and  cleverness  of  a  senior.  The  Christian 
Association  has  moved  from  Bartlett  Hall  to  College  Hall.  The 
Dartmouth  Profit  Sharing  Association,  a  cooperative  store,  sug- 
gestive of  Patey  and  Graham,  but  supposed  to  be  really  profit 
sharing,  has  been  set  up.  Jimmy  Haggerty,  after  twenty-five 
years'  satisfying  student  hunger,  has  left  town.  The  students 
and  faculty  raised  $2300  for  Dartmouth  Ambulance  Corps  and 
sent  two  cars  to  France,  which  were  manned  by  student  volun- 
teers, one  of  whom  was  killed  recently.  Hallgarten,  once  teem- 
ing with  '99's  double-decker  beds,  is  again  a  dormitory  after  long 
winters  of  idleness.  Cav  has  brought  the  football  team  through 
a  creditable  season  which  promises  much  for  next  year.  The 
Outing  Club  has  grown  and  prospered  under  the  tutelage  of  its 
patron  saint,  Rev.  J.  E.  Johnson  '66.  Through  his  generosity, 
the  distance  between  the  Cube  Mt.  and  Mooselauke  has  been 
halved  by  the  acquisition  of  a  cabin  site  on  Armington  Pond  and 
a  new  ski  jump,  toboggan  slide  and  observation  terraces  built 
in  the  Vale  of  Tempe  for  the  carnival  will  give  that  event  the 
look  of  real  Norway,  and  by  his  gift  of  $10,000  as  a  "Founda- 
tion" for  the  Carnival  that  event  has  been  given  ease  of  mind 
and  assuredness. 

The  Commencement  sing-out  has  been  changed  from  a  Fri- 
day, as  we  knew  it,  to  a  Sunday  vesper  service  compulsory  to  the 
whole  college,  and  an  alumni  torchlight  procession  has  been  con- 
cocted to  get  some  Venetian  glamour  into  the  generally  prosaic 
Tuesday  night  of  Commencement.  Another  Commencement 
event  was  the  dedication  of  the  Stone  Tower,  by  the  old  pine 
stump,  as  Bartlett  Tower  in  honor  of  President  Bartlett,  its 
conceiver. 

Dartmouth  deaths  have  been  those  of  Mr.  H.  H.  H.  Langill, 
the  "court  photographer"  from  time  immemorial,  Prof.  F.  A. 
Sherman,  whom  '99  remembers  so  pleasantly,  Mr.  Mathewson 
of  the  Board  of  Trustees,  and  Mr.  W.  S.  Hammond,  Governor 
of  Minneapolis,  true  Dartmouth  men. 


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Of  the  faculty,  Prof.  J.  K.  Lord  has  asked  leave  to  resign, 
and  Mr.  C.  P.  Chase  has  requested  to  be  relieved  of  his  duties 
as  treasurer. 

Finances,  notwithstanding  decreased  income,  aided  by  in- 
creased receipts  from  tuition  and  careful  oversight  of  expendi- 
tures, has  resulted  in  the  smallest  deficit  in  years,  to  wit 
$3,158.40,  which  was  wiped  out  by  the  application  of  funds  from 
the  ''Dartmouth  Fund  under  Tucker  Foundation".  Moors 
Charity  School  has  been  dissolved,  and  its  real  and  personal 
property  transferred  to  the  college  as  a  trust  fund  with  income 
applicable  to  general  needs  of  college.  This  year  the  college  has 
to  meet  the  cut  from  $20,000  to  $10,000  in  the  annual  contribu- 
tion by  the  state. 

Mr.  H.  H.  Hilton  '90  signalized  his  voluntary  retirement  as 
trustee  by  the  generous  gift  to  the  college  of  the  golf  club 
grounds  which  the  trustees  have  named  Hilton  Field  (surveyed 
over  and  over  again  by  '99-ers).  The  class  of  '85  in  honor  of 
its  thirtieth  reunion  brought  its  contribution  to  the  college  ex- 
chequer up  to  $10,000  (Ninety-nine  goal,  too)  and  the  first  class 
to  achieve  the  new  ambitions.  Henry  L.  Moore  77  to  fill  trus- 
teeship left  vacant  by  Mr.  Hilton,  Henry  B.  Thayer  79  vice  Mr. 
Mathewson  deceased,  E.  K.  Hall  '92,  vice  Mr.  Parkhurst,  who 
has  been  elected  a  permanent  trustee  to  succeed  Congressman 
Powers  resigned,  have  been  elected  trustees.  The  constitution 
of  the  General  Alumni  Asociation  has  been  changed  so  that 
no  trustee  is  eligible  for  more  than  two  consecutive  terms  of  five 
years  and  the  constitution  of  the  Alumni  Council  changed  so  that 
no  councillor  shall  be  eligible  for  more  than  two  terms  of  three 
years.  Both  changes  were  made  at  the  suggestion  of  the 
Alumni  Council.  A  further  suggestion  disqualifying  a  member 
of  the  council  for  election  as  trustee  was  voted  down  by  the 
alumni.  Nominations  for  trustees  are  to  be  made  hereafter  by 
the  council.  A  get-together  conference  this  fall  between  a  com- 
mittee of  the  council  and  a  committee  of  the  trustees,  figuratively 
with  their  legs  under  the  same  table,  to  consider  the  financial 
and  educational  relation  of  Dartmouth  College  and  New  Hamp- 
shire, extent  to  which,  advisable,  scholarships  be  granted  in  excess 


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of  income  from  funds  specifically  given  for  that  purpose,  tht 
definite  educational  intention  upon  the  part  of  the  college,  was 
far-reaching  in  its  possible  developments.  This  with  the  raising 
of  about  $7,000  for  the  first  year  of  the  Alumni  Fund  on  the 
Tucker  Foundation  tends  to  warrant  the  Alumni  Magazine  in 
characterizing  the  year  as  that  of  the  "Alumni  Awakening". 
We  would  call  it  "Alumni  Re-awakening". 

H.  H.  Dearborn  "Hungry  Higgins"  is  still  physician  in-extra- 
ordinary to  the  township  of  Becket.  Profes- 
sionally "things  have  been  the  same  as  usual",  that  is,  folks 
have  had  the  average  amount  of  ills,  and  youngsters  have  eaten 
the  usual  number  of  green  apples,  notwithstanding  that  the  war 
by  raising  the  price  of  drugs  should  have  made  them  more 
thoughtful  and  careful.  "Hungry"  realizes  this,  because  he  has 
been  honored  by  the  town  with  the  office  of  School  Physician. 
He  is  also  member  of  Board  of  Health.  He  did  run  away  in 
summer  time  for  a  little  vacation  in  New  Hampshire.  Novem- 
ber 6,  1915,  he  writes,  "Being  in  this  part  of  the  state  my 
associations  with  other  men  is  confined  largely  to  attendance  at 
Dartmouth  gatherings.  The  Boston  Alumni  meeting  which 
I  attended  last  winter  was  larger  and  more  pretentious  than  I 
expected,  and  all  together  a  very  fine  affair.  I  have  been  trying 
for  some  time  to  see  my  way  clear  to  get  down  to  the  game  and 
dinner  today,  but  could  not  bring  it  about.  Kindest  regards  to 
all.     Yours  very  truly,  H.  Hale  Dearborn". 

J.  J.  Dearborn     Here   is  a  good   letter   dated   Milford,   January 

19,  1916,  from  "Jesse  James":— 

My  dear  Clark: — I  have  received  your  friendly  letters  and  ques- 
tionnaire of  '99,  but  do  not  feel  that  I  can  fill  out  the  questionnaire  be- 
cause I  have  not  run  for  any  political  office  or  received  any  honorary 
degrees   since  last  year. 

You  know  that  I  was  a  non-graduate  and  always  felt  that  the 
accent  was  on  the  "non",  but  since  leaving  college  I  have  received  so 
many  friendly  letters  and  kind  words  from  every  Dartmouth  man  I 
have  met  that  I  now  have  changed  my  ideas. 

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My  address  is  the  same  as  published  in  last  report,  in  fact,  I  occupy 
a  position  as  manager  of  the  Dearborn  interests  in  Milford  and  inci- 
dentally care  for  an  invalid  mother  who  has  not  left  her  bed  for 
years,  so  you  see  I  have  just  one  patient. 

One  cannot  always  tell  just  what  space  they  will  fill  in  this  world. 
Speaking  of  space,  I  do  occupy  some  space,  for  I  weigh  223  pounds.  I 
displace  a  little  air,  anyway. 

I  expected  to  enclose  a  check,  but  cannot  at  present  send  one.  I 
have  not  forgotten  the  class  of  '99.  Sincerely  your  classmate,  Jesse  J. 
Dearborn. 

Degrees  Bill   Colbert,   Ninety-nine   in   everything  except 

Honorary  the  date  of  year  in  which  Dartmouth  gave  him 

and  Earned  his  first  academic  degree,  is  the  first  member  of 

the  class  to  receive  an  honorary  degree.  Last 
Commencement,  "William  Joseph  Colbert,  pioneer  in  the  cause  of 
education  in  the  Philippines,  who  in  a  career  of  fourteen  years 
of  faithful  service  has  steadily  risen  to  posts  of  greater  respon- 
sibility and  opportunity  for  wider  influence  and  unselfishness, 
one  who  has  sacrificed  his  health  and  risked  his  life  through 
devotion  to  a  cause  of  enlightenment  among  a  backward  peo- 
ple", so  spoke  President  Nichols,  was  admitted  to  the  degree  of 
Master  of  Arts. 

Forty-eight  other  members  of  the  class,  over  one-third, 
hold  the  following  advanced  degrees,  which  have  been  earned : — 
Asakawa,  Ph.D.,  Yale  '02;  Atwood,  LL.B.,  Boston  Univ.  '04; 
Beal,  A.M.,  Harv.  '01  ;  Benezet,  A.M.,  Dart.  '03 ;  Bonney,  M.D, 
Jefferson  Med.  Coll.  '04,  Fellow  College  of  Phys.,  Phila. ;  Brown, 
N.  P.,  LL.B.,  Harv.  '04;  Carr,  D.M.,  Univ.  Mich.,  D.M.,  Ohio 
Wesleyan  Univ. ;  Cavanaugh,  LL.B.,  Boston  Univ. ;  Clark,  LL.B., 
Harv. '02;  Colbert,  A.M. (Hon.),  Dart.'OO;  Cushman,  D.O.( Oste- 
opathy) ;  Dearborn,  H.  H.,  M.D.,  Harv.  '03 ;  Donahue,  LL.B., 
Boston  Univ.  '01  ;  Drake,  M.D.,  Harv.  '03  ;  Drew,  LL.B.,  Harv. 
'02;  Folsom,  M.D.,  Dart.  '02;  Ford,  M.A.  (Eng.),  Harv.  '05; 
Gerould,  B.Litt,  Oxon.  '01  ;  Greenwood,  C.E.,  Thayer  School 
'00;  Hardwick,  M.D.,  Harv.  '00;  Hawkes,  LL.B.,  Boston  Univ. 
'03;  Hopkins,  M.D.,  Dart.  '03;  Hoskins,  M.D.,  Detroit  Coll. 
Medicine  '05 ;  Hutchinson,  C.E.,  Thayer  School  '01  ;  Hyatt, 
M.D.,  CM.,  McGill  '02;  Lane,  M.D.,  Medico-Chirug.  Coll.  '04; 

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Leavitt,  D.M.D.,  Harv.  '07;  Lynch,  A.M.,  Boston  Coll.  '14; 
Miller,  H.  A.,  A.M.,  Dart.  '02,  Ph.D.,  Harv.  '05;  Oakes,  C.E., 
Thayer  School  '00;  Parker,  M.D.,  Harv.  '03;  Payne,  D.M.D., 
Harv. ;  Pearl,  Ph.D.,  Univ.  Mich.  '02 ;  Richardson,  LL.B.,  Bos- 
ton Univ.  '02;  Sanborn,  F.  R.,  M.D.,  Dart.  '02;  Sanborn,  J.  L., 
C.E.,  Thayer  School  '00;  Sewall,  M.D.,  Jefferson  Med.  Coll.  '03; 
Sleeper,  LL.B.,  Boston  Univ.  '02 ;  Smith,  C.E.,  Thayer  School 
'01;  Surrey,  A.M.,  Dart.  '02;  Tootell,  A.M.,  Dart.  '00;  Varney, 
LL.B.,  New  York  Law  School  '01 ;  Walker,  F.  A.,  LL.B.,  Bos- 
ton Univ.  '01 ;  Watson,  C.E.,  Thayer  School  '00;  Whittier,  C.E., 
Thayer  School  '00;  Willard,  A.M.,  Dart.  '02,  M.A.  TO,  Ph.D. 
'12,  Yale;  Winchester,  C.E.,  Thayer  School  '00;  Woodman, 
A.M.,  Dart.  '02,  Ph.D.,  Columbia  Univ.  TO;  Woodward,  M.D., 
Harvard  '04;  and  Sears  has  sufficient  credits  for  a  M.A.  Educa- 
tion, Univ.  of  Cal.,  but  lacks  the  year's  residence  required  for 
the  degree. 

M.  W.  Dickey     "Killum"  has  worked  a  good  deal  harder  and 

earned  a  little  more  money  this  year.  War 
made  extra  work.  November  3,  1915,  he  writes,  "The  reason 
you  couldn't  get  me  in  West  Roxbury  is  that  I  have  moved,  bag 
and  baggage,  family  and  cat,  in  two  auto  trucks  back  to  Spring- 
field. Boston  climate  didn't  agree  with  my  throat,  so  when  I 
got  a  chance  to  come  back  to  the  Springfield  Union  as  News 
Editor  of  the  morning  paper,  I  took  it.  Sorry  I  didn't  see  you 
before  I  left  Boston,  but  the  change  was  made  in  such  a  hurry 
that  I  didn't  have  time  for  anything.  We  moved  last  Friday 
(October  29)  and  I  am  just  recovering".  He  left  Boston 
Globe  November  1,  and  on  same  day  became  News  Editor  of 
Springfield  Union,  morning  edition.  Though  he  got  two  weeks' 
vacation  in  a  cottage  at  Wells  Beach,  Maine,  during  the  sum- 
mer, it  has  been  a  strenuous  year. 

C.  H.  Donahue     Donny  says  "nothing  out  of  the  ordinary  pro- 
fessionally".     Tut-tut.      What    is    ordinary    all 
depends  upon  point  of  view.     Continuous  trial  work,  bigger  and 
more   important   cases,   the   secretary   knows   has   been   Donny's 


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lot.  No  vacation,  unless  you  can  call  such,  holding  a  box  party 
right  behind  the  mayor  with  Bill  Atwood  for  right  bower,  at 
the  opening  of  the  big  new  baseball  park  and  personally  paint- 
ing all  the  loose  implements,  machines,  tools,  appliances,  fix- 
tures and  all  other  personal  property  about  his  residence  green 
so  he  could  have  more  of  the  college  color  in  sight.  In  Jan- 
uary, Donny  was  put  on  the  executive  committee  for  the  big 
Boston  dinner  along  with  other  distinguished  alumni.  At  the 
secretaries'  meeting  in  Hanover,  where  he  proxied  for  the  sec- 
retary, he  was  made  chairman  of  a  new  committee  to  keep  tabs 
on  class  secretaries  and  in  September  was  elected  President  of 
the  Boston  Dartmouth  Club.  As  a  "post  grad"  in  secretarial 
functions  he  is  proving  a  success.  He  gets  even  with  the  sec- 
retary by  sending  endless  questionnaires  and  by  marvellous 
correlations  and  manipulations  of  statistics,  has  got  every  secre- 
tary working  overtime,  speeding  up  the  efficiency  of  his  depart- 
ment. One  of  the  first  things  accomplished  was  completing  the 
college  files  of  class  reports,  getting  gaps  in  them  filled  up. 

He  has  given  a  number  of  talks  to  Dartmouth  Associations, 
one  for  Bill  Greenwood's  Hartford  Association,  and  one  before 
the  Hyde  Park  Alumni  Association  we  know  of. 

In  regard  to  Donny's  visit  to  Hartford,  Greenwood  writes 
interestingly : — 

I'd  like  to  do  him  justice.  If  I  told  you  half  the  good  hits  he 
made  and  half  the  favorable  comments  that  I  have  heard  about  that 
meeting  (of  which  he  was  the  whole  show)  and  they  ever  got  to  Char- 
lie's eyes  and  ears,  even  modest  Charlie  would  dream  of  a  niche  in  the 
Hall  of  Fame.  Lo,  since  we  all  want  to  keep  him  talking  and  writing 
and  lawyering  instead  of  dreaming,  I'll  only  give  you  a  few  facts  con- 
cerning that  visit. 

Donny  came  to  Hartford  at  pretty  near  the  appointed  time  and  I 
met  him  at  the  station.  I  suggested  we  walk  to  the  scene  of  the  fes- 
tivities— the  Dartmouth  Night  Meeting  of  the  Dartmouth  Club  of  Hart- 
ford. It  was  the  first  time  that  I  had  ever  presided  at  anything  of 
any  moment  and  I  had  to  walk  to  keep  my  feet  warm.  T  had  thought 
of  certain  things  I'd  say  but  when  I  tried  to  say  them  I  couldn't,  and 
so  when  I  got  through  introducing  Donny  to  the  club  my  conceit  was 
bumped,  as  it  has  not  been  since  Johnnie  Roe  flunked  me  in  French.  But 
1  left  the  whole  thing  in  Donny's  hands  and  he  pulled  it  through  glo- 
riously. 

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What  he  said  was  like  talking  a  new  language  to  these  people 
in  Hartford.  I  knew  Donny  and  therefore  knew  what  to  expect,  but 
the  rest  didn't,  and  they  got  an  eye  opener  as  well  as  a  treat.  The  gist 
of  his  remarks  was  a  clear  and  definite  statement  of  what  Dartmouth 
has  done  for  each  of  us  and  what  we  have  not  done  for  Dartmouth. 
It  was  bright,  it  was  informal,  full  of  loyalty,  class  and  college  spirit, 
timely  and  above  all  it  made  us  feel  proud  of  our  college  and  it  set  us 
thinking  that  none  of  us  had  yet  paid  our  debt  to  our  Alma  Mater. 

The  "banquet"  was  about  as  good  as  a  church  supper  affair,  most 
of  us  got  enough  food,  but  then  most  of  us  were  not  fussy  and  the 
consensus  of  opinion  was  that  everybody  got  his  money's  worth  "ban- 
quet" and  year's  due  and  all,  which  is  a  decided  compliment  to  Charles. 

After  the  meeting  Donny  and  I  beat  it  for  my  house  where  we 
talked  until  3  A.  M.,  then  we  slept  a  little  and  in  the  morning  we  started 
for  "down  town0  after  Donny  had  eaten  seven  white  grapes  and  drank 
a  cup  of  coffee. 

We  had  a  couple  of  hours'  ride  about  the  city  and  then  we  parted 
at   the   station.     I   wish   he'd   come   again. 

There's  a  glimpse  of  a  post-secretarialism  that  is  worth 
while. 

P.  G.  Drake         Percy,  as  one  of  the  two  medical  men  of  the 

Germania  Life  Insurance  Co.,  is  kept  with  his 
attention  right  on  his  business.  He  still  lives  up  along  River- 
side Drive  where  he  can  look  out  over  the  pleasant  waters  of 
the  Hudson. 

P.  F.  Drew  "Pitt's"  clients,  the  Middlesex  &  Boston  R.  R., 

Boston  Elevated  and  New  England  Telephone 
Co.,  have  kept  him  busy  at  trial  work  all  the  year.  But  not- 
withstanding his  continuous  "trying"  he  has  been  able  to  keep 
up  his  card  digest  of  all  the  railroad  tort  cases — to  date — make  a 
special  study  of  cases  involving  damage  by  lightning,  in  its 
relation  to  the  telephone  and  street  railway  properties  and  in 
conjunction  with  them,  also  make  a  study  of  the  matter  of 
accident  prevention  through  employee  discipline  and  compensa- 
tion. Upon  this  last  subject  he  has  given  a  number  of  talks 
before  employee  organizations.  "Pitt"  is  pretty  proud  this  year 
of  the  record  for  eggs  and  prize-winning  cockerels  produced  by 

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his  pen  of  Rhode  Island  Reds,  though  he  hasn't  dared  to  count 
up  the  cost.  But  then,  others  wouldn't  dare  to  reckon  up  the 
cost  of  their  home  raised  eggs  and  fowl.  Pitt  is  on  the  com- 
mittee of  Middlesex  Law  Library,  and  of  the  Republican  Ward 
Committee  of  City  of  Newton.  For  a  summer  vacation  he  mo- 
tored with  his  family  up  to  his  old  home  town,  Lancaster,  stayed 
for  a  while  and  motored  back. 

J.  H.  Dubois        ''Fat"    continues    the    "substantial    citizen"    of 

Randolph,  physically  and  philologically.  He 
doles  out  insurance  and  coal,  two  of  the  essentials  of  life  in 
Northern  New  England,  and  this  and  the  hundred  other  good 
works  and  deeds  he  is  doing,  keeps  him  well  occupied.  Honors 
have  been  coming  thick  and  fast.  He  is  School  Director,  Water 
Commissioner,  and  Bank  Director.  Like  any  good  old-fashioned 
substantial  Vermonter,  he  keeps  up  the  dignity  of  his  position  in 
life  by  driving  a  handsome  pair  of  pure-blood  Morgan  horses — 
no  auto,  please  note.  For  vacation  "Fat"  went  to  the  State  Fair 
at  White  River  Junction.  He  doesn't  say  he  drove  down  with 
his  horses,  but  he  was  foolish  if  he  didn't.  Just  because  it  has 
never  appeared  in  a  class  report  before,  we  are  going  to  say 
that  it  was  Miss  Florence  Irene  Gisbarne  of  Montpelier  to 
whom  "Fat"  was  married  on  May  21,  1908.  "Fat"  writes:  "I 
am  having  a  dandy  time  in  life — working  and  living.  Am  per- 
fectly contented  to  live  in  the  country,  do  my  share  of  the  com- 
munity work,  get  a  living,  vote  the  Republican  ticket,  and  keep 
in  normal  condition  of  health."  Whether  that  is  called  stand- 
pat  philosophy  or  not,  it  sounds  good. 

E.  Eastman  "Earl"  has  been  enjoying  his  chemistry  teach- 

ing, earning  his  salary,  and  some  more,  which 
last  we  presume  he  hasn't  yet  seen.  He  is  on  the  executive  Com- 
mittee, Philadelphia  Physics  Club,  Chairman  Science  Depart- 
ments, High  School,  Atlantic  City,  N.  J.,  and  Chairman  Chemis- 
try Section  of  the  State  Science  Teachers'  Association.  In 
connection  with  this  last  office,  he  made  an  interesting  summary 
of  the  Conditions  of  Teaching  Chemistry  in  New  Jersey."   Trav- 

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elling  has  been  only  short  trip  to  Philadelphia  (i.  e.,  Dartmouth 
41 — Pennsylvania  0,  in  1914),  and  to  vicinity  of  New  York, 
except  for  his  vacation  pilgrimage.  The  pilgrimage  brought 
him  to  Vermont  over  July  4,  then  until  Labor  Day  at  his  sum- 
mer place  in  Franklin,  N.  H.  This  is  the  old  family  place  which 
he  inherited  in  1913.  He  is  improving  it,  and  getting  into  his 
old  clothes,  going  a-berrying,  caring  for  a  garden  which  a  friend 
planted  for  him ;  getting  "back  to  nature"  generally  for  two 
months,  he  finds,  gives  him  strength  and  inspiration  for  a  stren- 
uous  year's   work. 

W.  R.  Eastman    "Commodore"  reports  that  with  the  chief  clerk 

of  the  Passenger  Department  of  the  Central 
Vermont  Ry.,  it  is  the  same  old  two  and  two,  day  after  day.  His 
travels  have  been  only  within  a  circle  bounded  by  Boston,  New 
York,  Buffalo,  Toronto,  and  Montreal,  a  liberal  looking  circle  to 
a  non-railroad  man.  On  one  of  these  "railroading"  journeys 
he  saw  Varney  in  New  York.  The  only  other  man  he  has  met 
up  with,  outside  of  the  crowds  at  March  Round-up  and  Foot- 
ball supper,  has  been  his  fellow  townsman,  Ed  Hyatt.  Com- 
modore pleads  "guilty"  to  being  both  an  Alderman  of  the  city 
of  St.  Albans  and  a  church  warden,  and  living  up  to  his  college 
nickname,  he  both  steers  a  motor-boat  and  sails  a  yacht  on  Lake 
Champlain.  These  last  keep  the  Aldermanic  side  of  him  from 
scrapping  with  the  church  warden,  and  vice  versa. 

W.  F.  Eaton        "Bill"  alias  "Bob  Dunbar",  alias  "Touch  Down" 

of  the  Journal  has  had  a  strenuous  season  ow- 
ing to  short-handedness  in  the  office  of  the  sporting  editor.  Still 
his  "aliases"  have  never  failed  to  appear  with  their  pithy  and  to 
the  point  sporting  news  in  each  morning's  edition  of  the  Jour- 
nal. His  work  has  taken  him  to  Hot  Springs,  Ark.,  Macon,  Ga., 
New  York,  Philadelphia,  and  St.  Louis  during  the  year.  Fol- 
lowing a  custom  established  since  early  childhood,  Bill  moved 
his  household  gods  this  summer  as  usual  down  to  Cape  Ann, 
where  at  Lands  End,  Rockport,  he  maintains  a  summer  resi- 
dence, but  he  himself  only  got  a  few  days  now  and  then  there. 

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Blue  sea,  white  sails,  and  sea  air  are  Bill's  invigorators  against 
the  editorial  strenuousness  of  football  time,  even  though  they  be 
obtained  through  the  minor  capacity  of  tender  of  the  jib  sheet. 

G.  H.  Evans         George's  work  of  Librarian  has  been  the  same 

as  usual.  He  has  in  addition  given  several 
talks  before  the  High  School  pupils  on  the  "making,  care,  and 
use  of  books".  He  is  clerk  of  the  old  First  Church  of  Woburn, 
member  of  Greater  Boston  Council,  Boy  Scouts  of  America, 
and  this  fall  received  the  honor  of  being  made  a  trustee  of 
Brewster  Free  Academy,  New  Hampshire,  being  appointed  to 
succeed  the  late  Lucius  Tuttle.  George  and  Mrs.  Evans  made 
a  trip  to  Hanover  in  April,  and  among  others  saw  Cav  and 
Gannon  there.  For  a  vacation  they  camped  during  the  month 
of  July  in  the  woods  at  Passaconaway.  His  words  tell  about 
it  best: 

I  camped  during  the  month  of  July  at  Passaconaway  on  the  knoll 
across  the  river  back  of  Annis's.  There  were  four  large  tents,  and  a 
part  of  the  time  five.  Our  party  was  made  up  of  a  congenial  lot  of 
lovers  of  the  out-of-doors,  and  was  numerous  enough  so  that  it  never 
became  lonesome  for  anyone  whose  desire  for  the  moment  did  not 
coincide  with  that  of  the  majority.  We  did  the  usual  stunts  and 
some  not  so  usual.  For  instance,  in  the  early  part  of  the  month  we 
had  a  twenty-four-hour  downpour  of  rain  that  brought  a  ten-foot  rise 
in  the  Swift  River,  swept  away  our  bridge  in  the  night  and  left  us 
marooned.  It  was  a  week  before  we  could  construct  a  foot  bridge, 
on  account  of  continued  high  water.  In  the  meantime  we  had  to  ford 
or  raft  it  across.  I  have  not  had  so  much  fun  since  I  was  a  kid  and 
built  rafts  in  the  frog  pond.  At  the  end  of  a  week  I  drafted  three 
other  men,  a  wood  chopper,  and  two  fire  wardens,  and  we  got  into  the 
water,  towed  logs  into  place  and  built  a  very  fair  bridge.  This  was  still 
more  fun.  We  got  all  the  trout  needed  for  our  larder,  and  some  ber- 
ries, though  the  latter  were  not  up  to  the  standard  in  quantity  or  qual- 
ity on  account  of  the  continuous  rainy  condition.  Wife  and  I  canned 
twenty-five  quarts  of  raspberries  and  shipped  them  home.  You  are 
hereby  bidden  to  come  out  some  day  and  sample  them. 

The  trip  up  Tremont  was  a  dandy.  Tremont,  you  may  remember, 
is  in  the  deepest  part  of  the  woods  due  north  of  the  valley.  There  is 
no  trail,  and  they  call  it  twelve  miles  to  the  top.  Steering  our  way 
through  the  woods,  by  map  and  compass  and  sun,  with  no  outlooks  for 

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assistance,  was  a  lot  of  fun.    We  got  back  for  a  late  supper  after  a  mosi 
successful  and  satisfactory  hike. 

In   spite   of   lots   of   rain   it   was   an   eminently    successful   vacation 
trip. 

C.  A.  Folsom       "Mun"    was   married   June   30,    1915,    to    Miss 

Mary  Cronan  of  Manchester.  For  a  little  wed- 
ding trip  they  motored  up  through  the  mountains.  On  the  way 
they  got  as  far  as  Pease's  Hotel,  Hartland,  then  it  began  to 
rain  as  it  never  did  before  in  July  and  they  had  to  stay  there 
three  days,  but  even  that  was  better  than  finding  one's  way 
along  the  Lincoln  Highway  as  Ash  was  doing  at  the  same  time. 
Mun,  of  course,  took  his  bride  to  Hanover  and  showed  her  all 
the  college  sights,  and  told  her  about  the  famous  game  with 
Harvard  on  the  campus,  then  they  went  on  up  into  the  moun- 
tains and  returned  to  settle  down  in  Manchester,  Mun  to  his 
practise  and  his  garden  of  beans  and  cabbages,  Mrs.  to  being 
Mrs.  Mun  Folsom. 

D.  Ford  "Dan"  is  leading  a  too  strenuous  life.     In  addi- 

tion to  his  own  regular  work  he  has  been  car- 
rying six  hours  belonging  to  an  instructor  who  is  ill,  editing  the 
college  magazine,  performing  the  duties  of  secretary  of  the 
faculty,  a  recent  honor,  and  is  acting  as  a  member  of  the  Ad- 
ministration Board  of  the  College.  The  last  position  is  the 
worst  devourer  of  time.  The  Board  handles  (for  1800  students 
in  the  Science,  Literature  and  Arts  College)  all  student  peti- 
tions, multifarious  in  their  nature,  all  questions  of  advanced 
standing,  of  student  discipline,  of  eligibility,  and  worst  of  all,  all 
delinquents ;  on  the  Board  devolves  the  duty  of  deciding 
whether  a  student  whose  work  is  of  poor  grade  may  remain 
in  college  or  not.  Oftentimes  Dan  doesn't  get  home  till  8  P.  M. 
Fortunately  Dan  had  a  good  summer's  outing,  camping  on  the 
shore  of  Leech  Lake,  Minn.,  during  June,  July,  and  August. 
He  fished  and  rowed  and  read,  led  a  very  quiet  life  and  was 
ten  miles  from  a  grocery  store.  But  if  the  University  of  Min- 
nesota keeps  piling  on  the  work,  '99  will  have  to  register  a  pro- 
test.   The  muse,  the  soul,  and  '99  have  rights  in  this  world,  too. 


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Dan  and  Mrs.  Ford  are  thinking  of  spending  next  summer  in 
Hanover,  and  even  of  buying  a  country-place  in  Rowe,  Mass. 
May  such  come  to  pass.  Then  Dan  won't  have  to  say  he  sees 
no  '99-er,  and  more  '99-ers  may  see  Dan  often. 

W.   A.   Foss         Bill  Colbert  had  the  pleasure  of  seeing  Fat  in 

Manila  two  years  ago  this  fall.  Bob  Thorn- 
burg,  now  Dr.  Thornburg,  "Fat"  and  he  had  a  little  chat  upon 
the  football  games.  Later  Fat  left  Manila  and  none  of  the  fel- 
lows have  heard  from  him. 

H.  D.  Foster  Professor  and  Mrs.  Foster  and  Mrs.  Richard- 
Professor  son  were  invited  to  be  the  guests  of  the  class 

at  the  after  the  game  supper,  but  were  unable 
to  be  present.  Professor  Foster  in  expressing  his  regret  asked 
the  secretary  "to  present  to  the  class  his  cordial  appreciation 
and  good  will  and  the  sentiment,  The  Class — the  alembic  which 
distils  personal  friendship  into  college  loyalty". 

H.  O.  French  "Franko"  has  been  performing  his  cost  reckon- 
ing functions  in  the  scales'  factory  week  days, 
and  climbing  up  to  High  C  in  church  on  Sundays  just  as  usual. 
The  trouble  has  been  this  year  not  inability  to  reckon  cost  but 
inability  to  get  cost.  The  war  for  a  time  took  the  edge  off  the 
scales  business.  Instead  of  weighing  things  across  the  water 
they  were  taking  things  "lumpously",  as  a  countryman  said. 
However,  "Franko"  reports  that  things  are  O.  K.  again,  that 
for  a  little  change  last  April  he  visited  several  great  American 
cities,  got  his  soul  filled  up  with  arias  and  tried  to  see  some 
'99-ers,  but  didn't  succeed.  Tedo  is  the  only  one  he  sees,  and 
the  last  time  they  compared  notes  they  decided  that  the  "ques- 
tionnaire was  addressed  to  the  progressive  accumulative  type 
of  individuals,  such  as  are  to  be  found  in  Massachusetts  or 
New  York,  rather  than  the  quiescent  non-accumulative  type 
to  be  found  in  Northern  Vermont".  Can  it  be  possible  that 
Northern  Vermonters  thus  catalogue  themselves? 


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M.  J.  B.  Fuller    Here  is  a  good  letter   from   Montie,  written  at 

Hanover,  Conn.,  October  5,   1915: 

Dear  George: — To  one  who  looks  at  a  single  life  in  the  great  world 
movement,  it  seems  a  waste  of  time  to  tell  about  one's  self,  yet  I 
know  from  experience  that  human  nature  is  the  same  in  us  all  and  I  like 
to  hear  and  know  all  about  others,  so  I  will  tell  you,  as  you  ask,  about 
myself. 

I  am  in  the  biggest  business  on  earth ;  the  business  of  trying  to 
reveal  the  nature  of  God  in  Christ  to  man.  A  business  for  the  strongest 
and  best.  (If  I  drop  into  the  hortatory  it  will  be  from  habit.  If  you 
can't  read  my  writing  I  can't  yours.  A  minister  and  a  lawyer  are  about 
even  on  that.)  But  to  go  on,  the  year  has  not  had  any  startling  changes 
for  me.  The  individual  and  family  life  have  gone  on.  We  have  been 
blessed  in  every  way.  I  hope  the  two  boys  will  enter  the  ministry.  We 
have  not  had  the  doctor  in  the  house  for  two  years.  The  biggest  event 
has  been  forcing  the  saloon  from  town.  It  is  out  but  may  not  stay.  I 
had  a  share  in  the  business. 

The  war  was  not  unexpected  by  me  as  it  was  by  many.  I  have 
studied  the  question  with  some  care  and  in  the  light  of  Scripture  and  I 
cannot  see  that  the  world  is  growing  better  but  the  war  came  as  a 
shock  to  me  and  in  a  sense  deranged  my  faith  and  made  a  new  realign- 
ment of  my  thinking  necessary.  The  town,  which  has  woolen  and  cot- 
ton mills,  is  booming  as  the  result  of  the  war. 

I  have  no  time  as  yet  for  any  special  research  work,  but  when  the 
time  comes  I  shall  seek  to  take  up  some  historical  line. 

I  preach  once  Sunday,  teach  in  Sunday  School,  and  give  short 
talk  in  the  evening.  I  left  Dartmouth  hardly  believing  in  the  Deity  of 
Jesus,  but  experience  has  taught  me  that  the  Deity  of  Jesus,  and  the 
fear  of  punishment  are  needed  as  well  as  morality  and  love.  Back  of 
that  statement  lie  years  of  experience  and  thought.  I  am  scribe  of 
the  local  conference  of  six  churches,  preach  and  have  papers,  etc.,  at 
other  churches  and  in  minister's  meetings. 

I  have  been  nowhere  except  to  New  Haven  for  a  few  days  to 
attend  some  lectures  in  Yale  Theological  Seminary.  While  there  Asa- 
kawa  fed  me  at  the  Jap  eating  place  and  treated  me  to  a  good  time. 
Aside  from  that  I  do  not  recollect  that  I  have  seen  any  Dartmouth  men 
to  talk  with  them.  Went  to  Vermont  in  Car,  pronounced  with  a  very 
long-drawn-out  short  a,  thus  Car.  But  I  am  getting  very  sensitive  about 
that  Ford.  It  was  made  in  1910,  has  run  all  summer  without  a  break, 
and  had  you  asked  me  about  it  a  month  ago  I  should  have  been  only 
too  glad  to  extol  it,  but  alas  for  my  pride.  I  see  today  where  I  have  got 
to  work  and  get  black  in  the  face  and  tear  my  hair,  etc.,  etc.  Say,  take 
pity  on  the  minister  if  he  has  a  Ford.  Take  up  a  collection  and  get 
him  a  hand  car  or  a  Pierce  Arrow.     When  the  car  goes  good  then  all 

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is  rosy,  but  how  blue  the  world  gets  when  the  thing  goes  wrong! 
President  Tucker  gave  the  Yale  lectures  one  year  and  the  boys  said 
they  could  tell  when  he  changed  cars,  so  I  rather  think  the  people 
could  tell,  if  they  would,  by  my  Sunday  sermons  how  the  old  Ford 
was  running.  But,  really,  the  boys  and  I  have  had  a  lot  of  fun  with 
that  heap  of  junk.  They  just  glory  in  grease  and  dirt  and  their  mother, 
— maybe.     Mark  runs  it  and   Melville  works  the  cut-out  and  so  we  go. 

I  think  I  have  answered  all  your  questions.  I  know  a  little  what  it 
is  to  try  and  get  men  to  respond  to  efforts  even  for  their  benefit,  and 
I  am  glad  for  the  effort  you  are  making  to  get  a  full  class  report.  It 
might  be  a  good  thing  to  have  what  children  are  old  enough  write  a 
letter. 

Thanking  you  for  your  interest  in  me  and  mine,  I  am,  Yours  sin- 
cerely, M.  J.  B.  Fuller. 

Since  the  above,  Montie  has  finished  his  pastorate  at  Han- 
over, and  is  "camping"  for  a  while  at  E.  Canaan,  Conn. 

A.  L.  Galusha      "Galush"    has    sold    his    Dorchester    home    and 

moved  his  residence  to  Westford,  Mass.  The 
factory  is  still  turning  out  Gas  Producers  at  311  Atlantic  Ave., 
and  "Galush"  goes  back  and  forth  in  a  Ford.  It's  been  a  poor 
year.  The  war  cut  off  export  business  largely,  still  it  gave 
indirectly  some  other  work.  He  sold  one  Gas  Producer  this 
year,  to  the  Government  of  New  South  Wales,  Australia.  Has 
contributed  technical  articles  to  Marine  Review,  International 
Engineering,  Motor  Boat,  Rudder,  and  a  few  foreign  publica- 
tions. Only  traveling  has  been  a  business  trip  from  Massachu- 
setts to  Georgia,  seaboard  states  inclusive.     No  vacation. 

J.  W.  Gannon       Joe  says  he  has  done  a  lot  of  hard  work  this 

year.  That's  speaking  about  business.  He 
might  add  that  he  has  done  a  lot  of  hard  work  for  Dartmouth, 
too,  in  connection  with  his  duties  on  the  Athletic  Council,  and 
in  the  course  of  it  has  made  five  trips  to  Hanover  to  attend 
Council  meetings.  That  it  has  been  appreciated  is  shown  by  his 
re-election  to  the  Council,  for  another  term  of  three  years  by 
the  alumni,  last  June.  Joe  had  a  cottage  on  Cape  Cod  for  the 
summer.  The  family  were  there  all  the  time,  but  Joe  was  only 
there  a  month,  going  down   frequently  for  week  ends  at  other 

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times.  Joe  is  trustee  of  St.  Vincent  Babies'  Hospital,  Mont- 
clair.  His  residence  is  changed  to  405  Park  Street,  Upper  Mont- 
clair,  N.  J. 

Gardening  The   number    of    Ninety-nine   gardeners    is    as- 

tounding. There  are  sixty  or  forty-seven  per 
cent.  May  be  some  rigid  classifier  would  throw  out  some  of 
those  we  have  allowed  to  classify.  Not  size,  but  the  gardening 
spirit  has  been  the  test  we  have  used.  For  instance,  we  threw 
out  Bonney,  who  planted  oats  in  his  back  yard  for  the  cat  to 
eat,  and  A.  H.  Brown  of  Portland,  Oregon,  who  tried  to  sneak 
in  under  the  tape  by  saying  "My  roses  bloom  the  year  round". 
They  may,  gorgeously,  but  we  know  it's  the  coast  air  and  rains 
that  does  it  and  not  "A.  EL",  by  even  so  much  as  "pinching"  off 
an  improperly  located  bud  or  sprout. 

That  gardening  spirit !  It's  marvelous.  It  blows  out  at  you 
from  the  seven  nasturtium  blossoms  that  Jim  Barney  by  careful 
application  of  dry  towels  succeeded  in  producing  out  of  a  rainy 
season  from  his  porch  box.  It  gets  into  your  nostrils  from  that 
shelf  of  cyclamen  and  red  geraniums  and  pure  white  paper  nar- 
cissus, the  last  like  a  bit  of  clean  New  Hampshire  snow  that  has 
drifted  in  onto  the  greenery  that  lays  snuggled  up  against  the 
window-pane  of  George  Prescott's  apartment  window  shelf. 
You  have  it  in  Bob  Johnston's  "planted  paper  of  nasturtiums. 
How  did  they  do?  Rotten".  There's  the  tragedy  of  blasted 
hope.  Doc  Hardwick  nursing  with  tenderness  his  hollyhocks 
until  like  Jack-in-the-Bean-Stalk  they  were  twelve  feet  high ; 
Payne  with  his  splendid  flower  garden  alone,  Risley  likewise 
going  in  only  for  flowers,  exhibit  it.  Rogers  with  his  twenty- 
five  pansy  plants  that  did  fine,  his  ten  hills  of  corn  that  did  not 
produce  an  ear  give  you  the  same  twang  of  poignancy  that  you 
might  get  from  acres.  You  can  see  Herb  proudly  going  home 
from  Quincy  Hall  Market  after  office  hours  carrying  a  last 
year's  grape  basket  smiling  with  those  pansy  plants  and  a  pack- 
age of  Golden  Bantam  sweet  corn  seed  tucked  away  in  his  in- 
side waistcoat  pocket  out  of  reach  of  any  subway  pickpockets. 
You  can  feel  the  delight  that  surged  up  through  his  fingers  as 

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he  tucked  the  warm  earth  about  the  plants  that  night,  patted 
the  hoe  down  on  his  buried  corn  seeds.  You  can  get  the  anxiety 
of  the  long  days,  waiting  for  the  roasting  corn,  tempered  only 
by  the  blooming  pansies  and  then  the  disappointment.  That's 
true  gardening,  though  de  minime,  for  you  really  have  to  get 
into  vegetables  to  be  a  real  gardener.  There's  Donahue,  who 
specialized  in  tomatoes.  Petted  and  coddled  them  all  summer. 
Baffled  the  cut-worms.  Produced  magnificent  tropical  foliage 
and  six  tomatoes,  one  ripe,  five  small  green  ones.  The  vision 
of  nourished  hopes  and  jars  of  piccalilli  go  sailing  into  the  Oc- 
tober sky  like  Aladdin's  castle.  There's  Peddy  Miller  who  tried 
radishes  and  lettuce,  but  neither  would  grow.  "Never  could 
make  a  garden  grow",  he  writes,  'Tartly  ignorance  and  partly 
tennis".  There's  pathos,  for  if  anything  could  stand  "tennis" 
it  would  be  radishes.  There's  Pap's  ludicrous  adventure  of  the 
jester  joked,  sweet  ambition,  nursing  care,  blighted  with  ridi- 
cule, the  worst  of  all  gardening  evils.  There's  Silver  who  lands 
in  with  a  "Yep !  Got  two  dozen  ears  of  corn,  one-half  bushel 
potatoes,  seventeen  beets".  They  are  one  and  all  true  gar- 
deners ! 

We  do  not  feel  so  sure  about  the  propriety  of  allowing  the 
next  group  to  classify.  They  are  quite  a  substantial  group,  of 
much  dignity  in  their  communities,  but  they  try  to  get  in  here 
through  their  wives.  Of  course  many  of  us  try  to  get  into 
heaven  by  sending  our  wives  to  church,  but  that  is  no  excuse 
for  trying  the  same  game  on  gardening.  Reprehensible  trick- 
ery !  However,  there  are  extenuating  circumstances  in  each 
instance  and  in  some  much  doubt  whether  the  parties  in  ques- 
tion did  not  really  help  to  produce  the  results,  so  to  avoid  argu- 
ment, we  allow  them  to  be  classed. 

Of  course  planting  your  garden  in  your  wife's  name,  as 
Buck  Burns  did,  does  not  prevent  it  from  being  yours,  but  like 
all  such  practices  whether  with  respect  to  personal  property  or 
real,  from  the  point  of  view  of  other  fellows,  it  is  reprehensible. 
We  presume  that  Buck's  reason  for  so  doing  was  so  as  to  be  able 
to  say  to  his  neighbor  down  the  street,  with  no  garden,  as  they 
rode  down  to  business,  "My  corn's  delicious  now.     I'd  like  to 


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give  you  some,  old  fellow,  but  you  know  the  garden's  my  wife's 
so  I  cannot".  Carl  Miller  hired  a  man,  superintended  by  Mrs. 
Miller,  to  plant  his,  and  enjoyed  the  benefits.  Carl  classifies  by 
having  picked  the  lettuce  for  tea  one  evening  the  cook  was  out. 
Pearl's  wife  did  all  his  gardening  this  year  and  it  turned  out  a 
corker.  Raymond  gets  in  by  some  learned  observations  made 
upon  the  proper  method  of  fertilizing  the  "imperfect"  straw- 
berry blossoms  one  evening  while  Mrs.  Pearl  was  at  work  upon 
them.  Sears  qualifies  through  Mrs.  Sears'  plantation  "under 
his  direction  and  approval".  Tootell  is  more  generous,  he 
planted  it  and  says  "it  did  very  well  thanks  to  wife's  efforts". 
Mrs.  Wardle  planted  theirs,  and  "Weary"  gets  under  the  tape 
only  because  he  has  the  boldness  to  say  that  "It  was  bum". 
Wason  says  Mrs.  Wason  took  full  charge,  so  it  was  bound  to  be 
a  success.  We  have  hard  work  letting  Bill  pass,  but  we  are 
going  to,  at  least  because  he  knew  enough  to  let  Mrs.  Wason 
take  full  charge.  P.  Winchester's  wife  hired  a  man  to  do  it,  but 
"P"  had  to  dig  the  earlier  crops  of  weeds  of  which  they  raised  a 
great  variety.  "The  gardening  game  was  mostly  a  scrap  be- 
tween me  and  the  weeds,  but  the  latter  had  so  much  of  a  handi- 
cap I  won  out.  We  did  manage  to  harvest  a  few  beets,  turnips, 
summer  squash  and  carrots,  of  which  latter  the  rabbit  got  his 
share,  as  well  as  more  than  his  share  of  weeds".  "P"  undoubt- 
edly qualifies.  This  last  is  real  gardening,  vividly  real  when 
there  is  a  rabbit  in  the  family. 

Ah !  the  real  gardeners.  This  has  been  a  year  of  ups  and 
downs  and  try,  by  plots  and  curves,  by  geographical  sub-divid- 
ing, by  occupational  reckonings  the  best  we  can  we  have  been 
unable  to  account  for  those  ups  and  downs. 

Of  the  gardens  that  have  done  poorly,  the  world  of  sor- 
row in  Croker's  simple  "—  0"  report  heading  the  list,  trails  on 
down  through  all  the  rest.  Tedo  Chase's  was  "not  up  to  the 
usual  mark",  Dickey  was  "too  busy  to  care  for  his  and  it  didn't 
do  very  well  by  itself.  Pretty  fair  tomato  crop".  War  un- 
doubtedly guilty  there!  Drew's  didn't  "do  very  well",  Evan's 
was  "bum,"  Fuller's  went  to  all  weeds,  "Boys  didn't  hoe  and 
I    didn't    want   to."      What   a   terrible    situation    in    a   parson! 


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Hawkes'  "sank  like  all  the  rest/'  Hodgkin's  was  "damaged  by 
high  water,"  Lane's  was  "no  good,"  Lyster's  "did  poorly,"  Par- 
ker's was  "rotten,"  Rice's  "only  fair  owing  to  heavy  rains." 
The  cause  comes  up  at  last.  That  series  of  showers  was  pretty 
well  spread  over  the  country.  Sewall's  was  not  harvested,  "too 
much  vacation."  Staley's  attempts  to  "research"  a  maximum 
back-yard  garden  with  a  minimum  of  hoeing,  brought  only  a 
crop  of  weeds.  Too  much  tennis  we  suspect.  And  Wiggin's 
just  "froze  up."  What  a  tale  of  woe  and  empty  cellar  shelves 
it  depicts. 

On  the  other  hand  Allen's  garden  though  "unsatisfactory  fi- 
nancially was  quite  satisfactory  otherwise."  Atwood  supplied 
all  his  neighbors  with  sweet  corn,  summer  squash,  beets,  beans, 
and  potatoes  until  they  began  to  hold  up  their  hands  and  cry 
halt.  Clark's  cropped  bounteously  in  all  lines.  Dubois'  was 
excellent,  E.  Eastman's,  save  for  sweet  corn,  was  O.  K.,  Eaton's 
was  "fine  as  always,"  Folsom's  cabbages  and  beans  were  won- 
ders of  Manchester,  Gerould's  "better  than  ever  before,"  Green- 
wood's "by  far  best  I  ever  had,"  Hopkins'  "fairly  well."  Jor- 
dan's produced  good  results  and  lots  of  pleasure.  Kendall's 
was  fine  because  he  did  his  own  hoeing,  that's  what  he  says. 
Musgrove  had  what  many  in  the  neighborhood  said  was  best 
in  Hanover,  including  two  hundred  head  cabbage  and  good 
cantaloupe  and  watermelon.  Richardson's  was  "the  horn-swag- 
gledst  best  garden  of  its  size  in  Eastern  Mass."  Safe  statement 
because  no  other  would  be  just  same  size.  Jim  says,  "I  never 
expected  to  be  able  to  brag  on  this  subject  and  it  gives  me 
great  pleasure."  Jim  might  have  added  a  word  about  his  rock 
garden  which  is  a  living  herbarium  of  wild  things  supplement- 
ing the  Arnold  Arboretum,  but  was  probably  afraid  he  might 
make  a  botanical  mistake  if  he  ventured  out  upon  such  a  be- 
wildering subject.  Spear's  garden  was  "ripping,"  Storrs'  was 
fine  and  still  working  in  October,  Tibbetts'  ran  Musgrove's  a 
close  second  except  on  the  bean  score.  Too  much  water  for 
them.  Varney's  did  abundantly  (see  Varney).  Next  year  we 
are  going  to  have  a  cabbage  contest  between  Luke  and  Mus- 
grove.    J.    B.    C.   Walker's   did   fine.      Willard   planted   several 


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times.  Peas  and  beans  didn't  come  up,  potatoes  rotted,  but 
frost  held  off  until  nearly  Thanksgiving  so  his  corn  and  toma- 
toes won  him  the  day  at  Canossa.  Woodman's  was  a  next  door 
neighbor  to  Willard,  caught  the  same  ill  turns  and  same  enthu- 
siasms and  when  it  saw  Tony's  spurting  for  a  finish,  perked  up 
and  did  likewise  and  the  result  was  a  real  "Woodman  race." 
You  see  there  is  no  accountability  for  poor  results  and  good 
results  neither  geographically,  climatically  or  occupationally. 
There's  where  the  joy  of  gardening  comes  in. 

Out  of  127  men  only  two  of  those  who  didn't  have  gardens 
gloried  in  their  situation.  "Cav"  reported  "NevVUR,"  Bones 
Woodward  "No,  thank  God."  Something  must  be  wrong  with 
their  respective  digestive  systems.  All  the  other  non-posses- 
sors are  simply  quiescent,  not  yet  having  been  stirred  by  this 
fine  thing.  Bailey,  however,  is  going  to  have  a  garden  next 
year,  Beal  replies  "Future  tense  applies  1916"  and  Bill  Colbert 
since  he  has  been  at  Sidis  has  been  inoculating  himself  with 
the  germ  by  gathering  the  potatoes  and  mowing  grass,  so  the 
ranks  are  enlarging.  If  an  interest  in  gardening  is  a  sign  of 
old  age,  as  some  contend,  we  are  aging  fast,  but  we  are  doing 
it  with  a  fine  enthusiasm  that  takes  out  all  the  sting. 

G.  H.  Gerould       Jerry's  done  "a  lot  of  work."     Teaching  hasn't 

been  so  heavy,  the  burden  has  been  the  in- 
creasing number  of  things  to  manage.  At  one  time  he  was 
tempted  by  the  offer  of  an  administrative  job  at  a  larger  salary 
than  he  thinks  he  will  ever  get,  but  decided  "not  worth  while." 
During  the  year  he  has  worked  on  several  articles  on  hagiog- 
raphy,  has  sent  off  his  book  "Saints'  Lives"  to  the  press,  but 
publication  is  held  up  on  it  owing  to  detention  of  Neilson,  the 
editor  of  the  series,  in  Germany.  Two  stories  appeared  in 
Scribner's,  "The  Best  Seller,"  Sept.,  1915,  being  widely  quoted, 
and  the  "Source  of  the  Middle  English  Prose — St.  Elizabeth  of 
Spalbech  in  English,"  in  a  technical  journal.  Jerry  has  also 
done  a  lot  of  traveling.  The  Secretary  was  surprised  with  the 
following  delightful  letter,  dated  Hilo,  Hawaii,  July  24,  1915: 


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Dear  George: — Until  the  last  few  days  Hilo,  on  the  island  of 
Hawaii,  would  have  seemed  to  me  one  of  the  remotest  of  spots.  Yet 
we  are  here  for  three  days  quite  as  if  it  were  in  the  ordinary  course 
of  things.  We  landed  at  Honolulu  last  Tuesday  morning  after  a  voy- 
age that  was  much  like  other  voyages — neither  better  nor  worse.  Until 
Thursday  evening  we  viewed  the  town  from  the  hillside  above  the  bay, 
where  one  of  my  cousins  has  his  house,  or  loitered  about  the  town  it- 
self. The  bay  is  beautiful  and  the  island  lovely  as  only  a  sub-tropical 
region  can  be.  We  made  only  one  excursion  outside,  when  we  mo- 
tored up  one  of  the  narrow  valleys  leading  back  from  the  city  to  the 
Pali,  a  romantic  pass  on  the  backbone  of  the  island.  Honolulu  is  a 
lovely  town,  pretty  because  it  is  beautifully  situated  and  partly  because 
of  the  vegetation  that  embowers  it.  One  of  the  most  interesting  aspects 
of  it  is  the  medley  of  populations.  Native  Hawaiians  don't  play  a 
large  role  in  modern  Honolulu;  they  are  merely  a  kind  of  solvent 
for  the  mixture  of  other  races.  It  is  a  blessing  that  they  have  left 
memorials  in  the  names  on  the  map. 

On  Thursday  evening  we  had  a  most  beautiful  sail  down  through 
the  archipelago,  reaching  Hilo  at  breakfast  time.  It  was  a  moonlight 
night,  and  we  stayed  late  on  deck,  enjoying  the  mountainous  shapes  of 
the  islands  with  the  lights  of  little  ports  scattered  here  and  there,  and 
the  tropical  sea  at  its  quietest.  Hilo  itself  is  a  sugar  port  with  the 
same  contrasts  as  Honolulu  on  a  smaller  scale,  and  a  more  luxuriant 
vegetation.  It  has,  moreover,  this  most  excellent  hotel,  built  in  Orien- 
tal fashion  and  managed  by  a  Greek. 

Yesterday  was  a  most  exciting  day.  After  motoring  about  here 
a  little  we  got  off  for  Kilauea,  the  great  active  volcanic  crater  on  the 
lower  slope  of  Mauna  Loa.  Mauna  Loa  is  slightly  active  at  the  top, 
13,000  feet  above  sea-level,  but  the  crater  of  Kilauea  is  the  thing  to  see. 
We  lunched  at  an  inn  that  overlooks  the  rim  of  the  outside  crater,  and 
loafed  about  there  till  late  afternoon.  Sulphur  cracks  all  about  spout 
their  fumes  into  the  tropical  foliage,  but  the  crater  itself  is  a  waste 
of  lava,  miles  across.  Towards  night  we  went  by  a  winding  road 
through  the  jungle  to  the  active  pit  itself.  On  the  edge  of  it  we  stayed 
for  some  hours,  looking  down  on  the  seething  cauldron  five  hundred  feet 
below  us.  It  is  a  quite  indescribable  spectacle,  as  awe-inspiring  to  the 
ear  as  to  the  eye,  more  terrible  than  anything  that  ever  came  my  way 
before.  In  the  evening  we  motored  back  here  through  dense  jungle 
for  miles  and  other  miles  of  sugar-cane. 

We've  only  begun  our  Hawaiian  experiences,  as  a  matter  of  fact, 
but  we're  enraptured  by  them.  We  sail  for  Frisco  on  August  17.  Ever 
yours,  Jerry. 

Later   upon    request    for   some    expressed    impressions,   he 
wrote,  November  7,  1915: 

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Dear  George: — You  are  very  justly  annoyed  with  me  for  neither 
returning  the  questionnaire  nor  writing  the  letter  that  you  demanded  of 
me.  I  acknowledge  your  right  to  curse  me  utterly.  Yet  it  was  only  my 
excellent  intentions  that  led  me  into  evil.  I  have  kept  thinking  that  1 
should  really  find  time  "within  the  next  few  days"  to  write  something 
about  our  trip  to  Hawaii  that  might  be  of  interest  to  you  and  the  other 
fellows;  and  every  week  has  been  so  full  of  imperative  duties  that  I 
haven't  got  to  the  point  of  doing  it.  If  you  care  for  it,  I  can,  however, 
tell  you  some  things  in  a  quite  informal  and  unambitious  way — mere 
poundings  on  the  typewriter  about  certain  impressions  that  I  have  in 
mind  as  a  result  of  our  month  in  the  Islands  last  summer. 

In  the  first  place,  I  doubt  whether  anyone  who  has  not  visited 
Hawaii  has  any  clear  notion  of  the  extraordinary  ethnological  mixture 
in  the  territory.  I  had  had  no  idea  that  there  were  something  like 
84,000  Japanese  in  the  Islands.  That  is  the  figure.  The  population  is 
otherwise  composed — I  am  giving  all  this  with  only  approximate  cor- 
rectness: 12,000  whites  and  16,000  Portuguese  (separately  listed);  24,000 
Chinese;  24,000  Hawaiians  and  14,000  part  Hawaiians;  aside  from  some 
few  thousands  apiece  of  Koreans,  Porto  Ricans,  and  Filipinos.  The 
mixture  is  salted  with  specimens  of  several  other  peoples.  As  you  see, 
whites  are  in  a  very  small  minority,  and  Japs  lead  all  the  rest.  The 
result  is  strange,  exotic  racial  atmosphere,  rendered  the  more  interesting 
and  pleasant  by  the  fact  that  all  live  together  in  quite  remarkable  amity. 
Except  for  disorderly  Filipinos,  who  have  bad  habits  of  robbing  and  kill- 
ing people,  general  behavior  seems  to  be  quite  as  good  as  anywhere  on 
the  mainland. 

As  for  the  Japanese,  every  old-timer  in  the  Islands  scoffs  at  the 
notion  of  a  "Japanese  peril".  It  is  one  of  the  pleasantest  tributes  to 
Japanese  character  within  my  experience  that  the  great  preponderance 
of  Japanese  is  not  regraded  as  a  peril  by  the  men  best  qualified  to  judge 
of  the  situation.  The  Japanese  do  their  full  share  of  the  work  of  the 
islands,  both  in  the  fields  and  in  domestic  service,  and  they  do  it  well 
They  have  come  to  stay,  and  they  are  prospering.  It  is  only  natural 
that  they  wish  to  provide  schools  for  their  children,  and  that  they 
have  their  own  temples  and  community  life.  The  poor  children  are 
made  to  attend  both  the  government  schools  and  the  Japanese  schools, 
so  they  have  no  holidays  at  all.  Yet  they  are  a  happy,  healthy  crew 
of  youngsters,  despite  hard  work.  Nothing  is  more  charming  than  to 
see  well-bathed  plantation  laborers  in  clean  white  kimonos  tending  their 
babies  at  the  close  of  a  day  in  the  sugar  fields.  Asakawa,  if  he  sees 
this,  will  be  amused  to  know  that  I  found  great  difficulty  in  distin- 
guishing between  Japanese  and  other  Orientals  when  they  did  not 
wear  their  national  dress.  The  point  is,  that  we  Easterners  are  not 
accustomed  to  the  variety  of  types  that  one  sees  among  the  Japanese 
peasants,  and  we  get  confused  in  the  medley  of  races.     One   failing  of 

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these  people,  as  one  sees  them  in  Hawaii,  is  a  defect  of  their  qualities : 
they  try  to  do  things  without  understanding  them  and  get  into  sad 
messes.  At  the  same  time,  their  ambition  is  praiseworthy,  and  their 
failures  do  not  take  away  from  their  charm. 

The  native  Hawaiians  themselves  do  much  to  add  to  the  gaiety 
and  delight  of  their  native  islands.  They  are  a  dying  race,  but  the 
handsomest  and  most  amiable  people  ever  doomed  to  destruction.  The 
leis  of  flowers  wherewith  they  deck  themselves  are  not  a  bad  symbol 
of  their  qualities.  They  are  like  children,  easily  moved  to  everything 
except  steady  work,  and  they  captivate  one  in  spite  of  their  faults. 
They  are  dying  of  clothes  and  houses,  though  the  Board  of  Health 
writes  the  malady  down  as  of  the  throat  and  lungs.  One  of  the  most 
interesting  experiences  we  had  was  attending  a  luau,  or  a  native  feast, 
at  a  remote  village  across  Oahu  from  Honolulu.  We  had  been  sent 
there  to  see  native  life  in  a  comparatively  unspoiled  condition,  and 
we  had  the  great  good  luck  to  happen  upon  a  real  luau — which  is  a  very 
different  thing  from  the  kind  prepared  in  Honolulu  for  the  expectant 
and  gaping  traveler.  Though  the  Kanakas  have  been  nominally  Chris- 
tianized and  civilized  for  nearly  a  century,  they  had  slipped  back  into 
barbarism  that  day,  quite  easily  and  naturally.  It  was  a  wild  scene 
under  the  palm  leaf  shelter  by  the  beach,  a  riotous  scene,  but  a  most 
interesting  one  to  anyone  with  an  eye  for  tropical  conditions. 

What  every  visitor  to  the  Island  does,  we  did,  of  course;  we  went 
to  the  "Volcano".  Kilauea,  the  largest  active  volcanic  crater  in  the 
world  lies  on  the  lower  slopes  of  great  Mauna  Loa,  a  14,000  foot  moun- 
tain rising  from  the  sea.  You  travel  by  motor  some  thirty-five  miles 
up  from  the  coast  through  plantations  and  tropical  forest,  and  emerge 
on  a  region  of  black  desolation  in  the  midst  of  which  is  set  the  crater. 
If  you  can  imagine  a  pot  of  blazing  tar  three  miles  in  diameter  and 
correspondingly  deep,  you  can  get  some  conception  of  Kilauea,  only 
you  must  imagine  also  the  groans,  the  rumblings,  the  crashings  that 
ascend  from  this  pit  of  Hell.  Mauna  Loa  is  on  Hawaii,  the  largest 
island  of  the  group.  We  visited  also  the  great  extinct  crater  of  Halea- 
kala,  on  Maui,  which  is  a  mountain  ten  thousand  feet  high.  The  sum- 
mit looks  like  a  range  of  the  Rockies  set  in  a  circle,  with  a  pit  half  a 
mile  deep  in  the  center.  It  is  stupendous  somewhat  as  the  Grand  Can- 
yon is  stupendous,  though  it  has  not  the  beauty  that  makes  t(he 
Canyon  unique.  But  not  all  the  natural  scenery  of  the  Islands  is  on 
the  grand  scale.  There  is  an  extraordinary  range  of  beauty  in  a 
small  compass,  ever-changing  effects  of  many-colored  water,  luxuri- 
ance of  tropical  foliage  and  flowers,  desert  mountain  slopes  in  won- 
derful grey  and  brown,  and  valleys  of  perpetual  delight.  I  am  told 
that  the  Iao  Valley  on  Maui  somewhat  resembles  the  Yosemite — which 
1  have  never  seen — in  size  and  contour ;  but  the  bottom  and  sides  of  it 
are  covered  with  rich  vegetation  such  as  one  does  not  find  in  California. 
Yet  the  Iao  Valley  is  only  one  of  many.     On  Gahu   I   went  quite  alone 

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up  a  canyon  that  ends  in  a  waterfall,  still  held  sacred  by  the  natives — 
Kaliuwaa.  into  the  upper  valley  beyond  the  fall  no  one  has  ever  en- 
tered, and  probably  never  will.  As  I  stood  by  the  black  pool  at  the 
base  of  the  waterfall,  with  green  and  black  cliffs  rising  two  thousand 
feet  above  me  and  the  entrance  to  the  canyon  almost  shut  off  by  the 
cliffs  behind.  1  reflected  that  I  was  singularly  fortunate  to  be  experi- 
encing Kubla  Khan  in  the  flesh.  At  the  same  time,  it  took  all  the  nerve 
1  had  with  me  to  plunge  into  the  pool  for  a  swim. 

The  Islands  are  nothing,  you  see,  but  masses  of  volcanic  moun- 
tains with  strips  of  arable  land  along  the  coast.  Almost  all  the  land 
that  can  be  cultivated  is  now  in  use,  most  of  it  in  sugar  or  pineapple 
plantations.  Don't  be  impatient  with  the  Islanders  that  they  cry  out 
against  free  sugar.  It  is  true  that  they  make  tremendous  profits  when 
sugar  is  high,  as  it  is  just  now,  but  it  is  also  true  that  economic  con- 
ditions and  geographic  conditions  prevent  conservative  farming,  with 
varied  crops  in  small  holdings.  Irrigation  is  necessary  everywhere 
except  on  the  windward  side  of  the  Islands,  and  all  other  expenses  run 
to  that  scale.  Tell  your  congressmen — if  you  happen  to  have  them 
about — that  they  can  ruin  Hawaii  without  half  trying  if  they  don't  take 
into  account  the  peculiar  conditions.  I  tried  to  get  at  the  truth  of  the 
matter,  and  I  came  to  the  conclusion  that  the  Territory  does  need  pro- 
tected sugar  and — what  is  quite  as  important — exemption  from  the  pres- 
ent shipping  laws. 

But  the  most  interesting  thing  we  saw  in  Hawaii,  after  all,  was 
neither  scenic  nor  social.  It  was  the  Leper  Settlement  at  Kalaupapa, 
on  Molokai.  We  had  great  difficulties  about  getting  there,  but  we  very 
grateful  that  it  could  be  accomplished.  I  have  never  seen  any  human- 
itarian project  quite  so  well  adapted  to  the  ends  in  view  or  carried  out 
with  quite  the  same  degree  of  heroic  common-sense.  Nearly  every- 
one, I'm  afraid,  thinks  of  the  Settlement  as  a  place  of  horror :  some- 
thing almost  too  terrible  to  dwell  upon.  That  is  an  utterly  false  im- 
pression. I  have  never  felt  prouder  of  belonging  to  the  human  family, 
as  a  matter  of  fact,  than  I  did  when  we  came  away ;  and,  while  there, 
I  could  only  go  about  in  uplifted  amazement  that  the  miracle  had  been 
accomplished.  There  were  the  seven  hundred  lepers  living  on  an  iso- 
lated shelf  of  an  isolated  island,  to  which  a  miserable  little  coasting 
steamer  comes  once  a  week,  in  good  weather,  yet  living  with  all  the 
external  cheerfulness  and  all  the  decencies  that  one  could  find  any- 
where. The  marvellous  thing  is  that  skillful  management  —  and  I 
mean  to  sum  up  in  that  phrase  all  the  heroism  of  the  men  and  women 
who  have  devoted  themselves  to  the  task — has  been  able  to  give  the 
lepers  almost  perfectly  normal  lives  in  so  far  as  they  are  physically 
able  to  work  and  play.  I  cannot  in  a  paragraph  describe  the  place  to 
you.  I  can  only  set  down  the  impression  that  it  made  on  me.  Let  me 
also  record  the  fact  that  the  development  of  Kalaupapa  is  due  more 
largely    to    the    present    Superintendent,    Mr.    J.    D.    McVeigh,    than    to 

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anyone  else,  though  many  have  had  a  share  in  the  work.  What  he  has 
done  ought  to  be  known  as  widely  as  is  the  name  of  Molokai. 

It  would  be  painfully  easy  to  make  a  book  of  rambling  traveler's 
impressions,  I  find,  once  I  have  seated  myself  to  spin  a  few  pages  to 
you.  I  could  even  tell  you  travelers'  tales  if  I  had  time,  and  you  pa- 
tience; but  after  all  I  mustn't  assume  that  we  are  the  first  visitors  to 
the  Hawaiian  group,  and  I  should  be  sorry  if  more  and  more  travelers 
weren't  destined  to  steam  southwestward  from  San  Francisco.  What 
we  wish  to  do  now  is,  of  course,  to  get  into  the  South  Seas  proper 
or  on  to  the  shores  of  Asia.  One  couldn't  help  that  who  has  seen 
Hawaii. 

Ever  yours  (to  be  treated  as  you  will,  whether  with  blessings  or 
revilings),  Jerry. 

A.  H.  Greenwood  Bill  has  had  a  full  year.     Feb.  24,  1915,  he  had 

a  son  born,  John  Gage  Greenwood.  Then  he 
acquired  a  brand  new  summer  and  winter  home  in  the  city, 
with  all  its  conveniences,  but  in  sight  of  some  country  that  can- 
not be  beat  in  Conn.,  with  a  fine  yard  coaxing  him  to  build  a 
garden.  "It's  just  far  enough  from  the  madding  crowd,  to  have 
about  a  quarter  of  an  acre  of  dirt  in  the  back  yard,  in  which 
the  wife,  the  boys  (there  are  two  now),  and  I,  can  play," — 
consequently  they  did.  Bill  "planted  a  garden  that  was  by 
far  the  best  he  ever  had."  Bill's  new  home  is  588  Broadview 
Terrace,  his  residence  'phone  is  "Charter  1899-5."  "That  beats 
Warren  and  the  "Doc's!"  Bill  contributed  "The  Torford  Barl 
Grinding  Machine"  to  Machinery  December,  1914,  some  "Build 
Now"  articles  to  Commercial  and  Factory,  and  a  description  of 
'The  Gray  Telephone  Pay  Station  Co.'s  Building"  in  Concrete 
— Cement  Age.  He  says  he  hasn't  been  200  miles  from  home 
during  year,  but  he  was  in  Boston  at  beginning  of  year.  He 
has  seen  Donny  and  the  Secretary,  and  ran  across  Fod  Martin 
in  Glastonbury's  Peach  orchards,  received  a  visit  from  Oakes 
in  March  and  Tom  and  Mrs.  Whittier  in  May,  which  isn't  bad. 
For  a  vacation  he  stayed  at  home  with  the  family  and  took 
care  of  the  greenest  Greenwood  (epithet  originated  by  Jim  Rich- 
ardson). Bill  is  still  and  has  been  since  its  beginning  in  1914 
the  Pres.  of  the  Dartmouth  Club  of  Hartford,  and  he  persuaded 
Donny  to  give  the  Club  some  real  good  '99  philosophy  in  Oct., 
1914.     For  full  particulars  see  "Donahue' 

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Hanover  Outside  of  the  three  ninety-niners  who  live  in 

Visitors  Hanover,  N.  P.  Brown  who  summers  there  and 

Cav  who  "falls  it"  there,  twenty-six  others  have 
been  back  at  the  college  during  the  year.  Those  there  perma- 
nently, temporarily  or  transiently  have  been :  Asakawa,  Atwood, 
Brown,  N.  P.,  Cavanaugh,  Chase,  H.  B.,  Chase,  T.  W.,  Colbert, 
Cushman,  Donahue,  Folsom,  Gannon,  Hardwick,  Hodgkins, 
Hopkins,  Hoskins,  Hutchinson,  Hyatt,  Johnston,  Kendall,  Mil- 
ler, C.  O.,  Musgrove,  O'Sullivan,  Parker,  Richardson,  Silver, 
Speare,  Storrs,  Tibbetts,  Varney,  Walker,  J.  B.  C,  Whittier. 


E.  V.  Hardwick    "Doc's"    worked    like    a    Trojan    (those    aren't 
Revisits  just  his  words  but  they  sound  better  in  print) 

Hanover  this  year.     He's  still  got  that  telephone  number 

1895-1915  "Dorchester   99,"    and    he    swears    it    is   a    real 

number.  Though  "Doc"  has  a  bunch  of  beach 
cottages  at  Nantasket,  some  of  them  built  out  of  Barney's  lum- 
ber piles),  he  prefers  to  rent  them  and  motor  through  the  coun- 
try. This  summer  for  a  vacation  Mrs.  Hardwick  and  he  went 
up  the  White  Mountains  as  far  as  Dixville  Notch,  and  came 
down  the  Connecticut  Valley  and  back  through  the  Berkshires. 
On  way  down  he  stopped  a  night  at  Inn  in  Hanover,  saw  Dave 
and  inspected  "Mushy's"  new  printing  plant.  Some  prosperity! 
The  following  night  at  Greenfield,  he  saw  Payne.  "He  is  look- 
ing hale  and  hearty.  Time  has  touched  him  lightly  and  he 
wears  the  same  old  smile  of  college  days,  when  he  owned  Reed 
Hall.  He  has  given  up  plugging  and  pulling  teeth,  he  never 
did  like  "plugging"  anyhow,  and  has  gone  into  drug  game,  pull- 
ing legs  and  trying  to  dope  out  the  new  narcotic  law."  Later 
asked  to  give  his  impressions  of  the  New  Hanover  "Doc"  just 
slid  into  verse  as  easily  as  a  new  ship  taking  water.     We  print : 


The  place  has  changed,  and  sure  does  thrive. 
Let's  see :  the  year  was  '95 
When  I,  a  skinny  freshman,  came 
To  town  to  carve  myself  a  name. 


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I  fear  I  made  sad  work  of  it 
Yet  stayed  a  year  before   1  quit. 
(Not  fired  by  Prex  or  packed  off  home, 
Just  got  the  med.  bug  in  my  dome.) 

I've  often   wished   I'd  kept  in  line 
And   left  the  place   with    Ninety-Nine; 
But  all  the  same  I  have  a  hunch 
That  I  belong  to  that  old  bunch, 

That  clings  together  through  the  years 
And   more   compact   each   day   appears. 
The  Dartmouth  spirit  shows  throughout 
And  every  man's  a  good  old  scout. 

But   from  my  theme  I  seem  to  stray : — 
"How  Dartmouth  looks  to  me  today?" 
Or   "How   old   Hanover   appears 
To  one  away   for  twenty  years?" 

Now   first, — the   students   thereabout 
Are   only   boys,    (I'm    old,    no    doubt). 
As  I   recall,  the  fellows  then 
To  me,  at  least,  seemed   full-grown  men. 

The  good  old  green  but  septic  sweater 
Is   now    discarded.     Garments    better 
Replace    the    iron    corduroy 
(I'd  hate  the  change  were   I  a  boy). 

The  Inn  is  now  a  cosy  place 
With  Fairfield  for  its  boniface. 
(The  Hotel  Wheelock  as   it  seemed 
An  architect,  when  sick,  had  dreamed). 

I  looked  around  for  Sanborn  Hall, 
The   pride,   and   once   the   boast  of   all. 
But   nowhere    round   the   college   green 
Was  its  palatial  grandeur  seen. 

1   found  it,  but,  it's  sad  to  think 
It  totters  at  the  grim  grave's  brink; 
Close  to  the  spot,  they  lay  away 
The  greatness  of  the  bygone  day. 


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Gone,  too,  Hen   Swasey's !     Gone  his  steeds ! 
(This   theme,   an    Omar,    surely   needs). 
Gone  hence,  long  since,  "the  calico", 
Hen's  pride.     Gone  where  good  horses  go ! 

The   chargers,  too,   once  owned  by   Hamp, 
On  heavenly  oats  their  gold  bits  champ ; 
While   laughing,   horselike,   to   have    seen 
Their  work  all  done  by  gasolene. 

The   streets  about   the  good   old   town 
No  longer  have  a  bad  renown. 
They're   real   avenues   de   luxe 
Just  like  you  see  in  picture  books. 

The  tower  view  is  full  as  fine 
As  any  that  these  eyes  of  mine 
Have  seen  upon  the  earth's  fair   face, 
(Perhaps  it's  that  I  love  the  place). 

Those  rows  of  buildings,  grand  and  new 
Are   simply  great.     They   surely   do 
Beat  any  others  anywhere, 
Whatever  college  you  compare. 

The   Gym   gigantic   won   my  praise. 
With    other   changes   since   our    days ; 
We   saw   the   joint   for   midnight   hash. 
Postoffice  new,  a  bank   for  cash. 

And  Mussy's  place   (Oh,  not  so  bad!) 
That  he's  made  good   we  all  are  glad. 
And  Dave  Storrs'  shop,  right  up  to  date 
He's  happy  still  though  celibate. 

I  liked  the  dear  old  buildings  best 
Just  as  they  stand  upon  the  crest, 
With  time  worn  faces  looking  down 
Across   the  campus   on  the  town. 

In  line  unbroken  sturdy,  strong 
May  they  unchanged  endure  as  long 
As  there  is  need  of   college  halls, 
As   long  as    Mother   Dartmouth   calls. 


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At  last  within  a  chapel  pew 
I  mused  upon  the  old  and  new : — 
The  new  but  beautifies  the  old 
Like  polish  added  to  pure  gold. 

These   great   improvements   must   be    fine 
For  men  today.     But   Ninety-nine 
With  lamps  of  oil  and  wood  stove  heat 
Came  through,  a  bunch  that  can't  be  beat. 

And  still  while  scattered  far  and  wide 
One  love  in  each  man  does  abide — 
For   Ninety-nine  and   Dartmouth,  too. 
(They  mean  the  same  to  me  and  you). 

To  me  at  least  there  is  no  doubt 
Of  classes  Dartmouth  has  turned  out, 
Old   Ninety-nine  heads   all  the  rest : 
Best  then,  best  now,  forever  best. 

And  when  again  in  three  short  years 
The   campus   echoes   with   your   cheers, 
Whatever  happens   I   don't  care, 
Just  bet  your  life  E.  V.'ll  be  there. 

We   have    set    "Doc"    and    Mrs.    Hardvvick    down    for   the 
Southeast  corner  suite  in   Massachusetts   for  the  Vicennial. 

J.  H.  Hartley        Joe  characterizes  his  year  as  getting  an  insight 

into  his  business,  to  wit  insurance.  He  was  in 
England  during  July  and  August,  partly  business  and  partly 
pleasure.  Had  to  go  through  a  rigid  examination  in  Liverpool. 
That's  how  the  war  affected  him. 

H.  W.  Hawkes      The  year  has  been  about  as  usual  with  "Doc," 

perhaps  a  bit  busier,  and  has  passed  very  quick- 
ly and  pleasantly.  His  family  now  consists  of  three  children, 
the  last  Ralph  Wilson  Hawkes,  Jr.,  arriving  Sept.  23,  1915.  He 
has  a  home  of  his  own  in  the  permanent  part  of  the  town  and 
enjoys  life,  though  he  doesn't  get  away  much.  His  practice 
has  been  general,  one  case  in  highest  court.  "Doc"  gave  a  few 
informal  talks  last  spring  on  the  subject  of  Schools,  with  refer- 

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ence  to  Needs  of  those  of  York,  preparing  for  Town  Meeting. 
Me  is  President  of  Library  Association,  and  has  been  superin- 
tendent of  schools  for  two  years, — 1913-1915, — and  all  these 
things  have  kept  him  on  the  jump.  He  was  also  appointed  Trial 
Justice  of  York  County,  with  criminal  jurisdiction  under  a  law 
which  took  effect  last  July,  so  is  the  first  in  the  class  really  en- 
titled to  be  called  "judge,"  which  he  sort  of  likes  though  the 
duties  are  blamed  tiresome  at  times.  In  August  he  held  trial 
before  an  audience  that  packed  one  of  the  large  moving  picture 
theatres  at  York  Beach,  when  three  young  men  were  accused  of 
attempting  a  riot.  He  held  them  for  the  grand  jury  and  they 
were  then  held  for  trial.  " Doc's"  travels  have  been  chiefly  to 
Millbury,  Mass.,  where  Mrs.  Hawkes'  mother  is  in  ill  health. 
In  the  spring  he  did  pull  himself  away  for  a  little  auto  trip  up 
into  the  White  Mountains. 

A.  L.  Heywood     "Spade"  is  doing  his  level  best,  assisted  by  the 

the  war,  to  aid  U.  S.  Steel  to  resume  dividends 
on  "common."  One  wife,  no  children,  two  addresses  in  Wor- 
cester, one  new,  to  wit,  10  Oread  Street,  seem  to  bound  his 
horizon.  Still,  when  the  Questionnaire  got  to  asking  about 
diaries  and  letters  for  a  possible  historical  picture  of  our  col- 
lege days,  the  old  instinct  reasserted  itself,  and  "Spade"  came 
to  the  surface  and  took  the  bait,  he  went  so  far,  as  to  run  down 
question  25  about  the  Sophomore  History,  in  the  '99  Aegis  and 
report  the  data  there.  That's  the  third  time,  at  least,  he  has 
broken  through  his  horizon  this  last  twelfth  month.  The  other 
two  times  were  when  he  made  his  usual  summer  vacation  to  the 
old  home  town  of  Bucksport,  and  again  when  he  went  there  in 
December. 

O.  A.  Hoban  A   year   ago   this    fall   "Hobe"   rode   over   4500 

miles  in  autos,  and  made  over  100  speeches. 
That  was  when  he  was  running  for  the  U.  S.  Congress.  It 
was  some  athletic  stunt,  but  all  together  he  had  a  very  enjoya- 
ble time.  It  would  have  been  only  more  enjoyable  for  him, 
if  he  had  won.     Since  that  performance  the  terse  word  "work" 

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covers  his  activities.  "Hobe"  thinks  that  probably  the  most 
important  thing  he  has  done  this  year  was  to  help  draw  the 
Democratic  platform  for  the  last  election,  and  participate  in 
the  discussion  thereof  at  the  late  Democratic  Convention.  The 
importance  of  these  two  acts  is  not  to  be  measured  by  the  re- 
sults of  the  election.  He  also  made  a  few  speeches  in  the 
Third  Congressional  District  during  the  Campaign.  Except  for 
the  travel  they  necessitated,  he  has  not  been  about  any  this  year, 
nor  taken  any  vacation ;  other  than  the  Penn  game  and  '99  sup- 
per. Anyone  who  is  both  Town  Solicitor  and  a  member  of 
the  school  committee  of  a  burg  like  Gardiner  has  to  stay  at 
home. 

J.  W.  Hobbs         Joe's   year   has   like   Vesuvius   been   quiescently 

active.  In  other  words,  he  has  been  right  at 
work,  only  he  has  not  been  doing  the  additional  things  that 
make  "copy."  However,  he  has  during  the  year  taken  his 
"First  Promotional  Exam,"  and  also  an  illuminating  course 
on  the  Modern  Drama  at  Boston  University.  With  Bill  Col- 
bert and  he  yoked  up  together  we  could  have  a  '99  Drama  League 
all  by  ourselves.  Joe  stayed  in  town  for  a  vacation,  making 
occasional  week  end  trips  to  Maine,  and  for  the  rest  of  the  time 
got  up  muscle  and  vim  for  this  winter's  work  by  helping  a 
Hull  friend  cut  the  placid  waters  of  Boston  Harbor  into  geo- 
metrical patterns  a-yachting. 

W.  B.  Hodgkins    The    Assistant    Manager    of    Ballard    Vale,    the 

Secretary  likes  the  swing  of  those  repeated  a's, 
has  another  son,  Richard  Bradlee  Hodgkins,  born  Oct.  17,  1915. 
There  is  a  full  backfield  now.  Staley's  set  of  babcks,  though 
they  may  have  the  lead,  have  got  to  look  out  if  they  are  going 
to  make  the  team.  It  all  is  the  probable  cause  of  the  follow- 
ing note  from  Hodge's  typewriter,  dated  Nov.  15,   1915: 

Dear  George: — Am  sending  my  valuable  data  to  you.  There  is 
absolutely  no  change  in  my  honors,  life  or  business.  I  have  added  one 
more  to  the  roster,  and  we  are  slowly  growing  older — faster  seems  the 
word — but  keep  happy  and   well  so  far. 

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In  a  village  such  as  this  one  becomes  accustomed  to  the  very  quiet 
life,  and  it  is  impossible  to  attend  to  business  and  get  very  far  away 
on  travels,  etc.  Also  when  one's  business  is  rather  confining  it  gen- 
erally means  that  when  night  comes  the  home  is  pretty  good. 

There  is  only  one  relaxation  outside  of  riding  in  which  I  enjoy 
myself,  and  that  is  a  little  work  in  amateur  theatricals.  Strange  to 
say  it  does  not  worry  me  to  learn  parts  after  using  my  brain  all  day, 
and  I  get  out  evenings  with  sociable  people  for  a  few  weeks.  But 
home  is  the  place  for  such  old  fellows  as  we  are  getting  to  be,  and 
therefore  all  the  honors  and  activities  must  go  to  those  who  are  doing 
the  work  to  get  them. 

While  I  cannot  furnish  anything  of  interest  to  the  others,  I  shall 
certainly  enjoy  reading  about  them.  Cordially  yours,  Willis  B.  Hodg- 
kins. 

Hodge  is  too  modest  about  his  histrionic  ability.  Last  win- 
ter he  took  the  part  of  the  waiter  in  "You  Never  Can  Tell,"  and 
doorkeeper  in  "The  Man  of  Destiny,"  and  this  winter  he  is 
playing  leading  parts.  He  was  the  Hon.  Sandy  Verrall  in 
"Eliza  Comes  to  Stay,"  and  competent  judges  say  he  was  capital 
in  the  part.  Still  one  home  isn't  enough  for  home-loving  Hodge. 
He  bought  a  place  at  Kennebunk  Beach,  Maine,  in  1910,  and  in 
the  summer  time  the  family  lives  there,  and  Hodge  gets  in  as 
much  time  as  the  carding  and  spinning  machinery — and  all  that 
they  mean — permit.  Hodge  is  also  a  member  of  the  Board  of 
Public  Works  of  the  Town  of  Andover. 

A.  W.  Hopkins      "Little    Hoppy"    reports    modestly   that   he   has 

"worked  reasonably  hard  in  the  same  general 
practice."  After  you  have  read  further  you  will  realize  that 
he  is  a  real  "live  wire,"  and  has  worked  extra  hard,  inside  and 
outside  of  his  practice.  Inside  of  his  practice,  he  has  been  to 
Hanover  several  times,  and  also  treated  Bill  Wason,  who  suf- 
fered from  abscesses  on  both  ears  during  his  vacation  at  beau- 
tiful Swanzey  Lake,  two  miles  distant  from  "Hoppy."  T'was 
hard  on  Bill,  but  pleasant  for  "Hoppy"  to  see  Bill  so  often. 
Outside  of  his  medicine,  "Hoppy"  has  been  moderator,  town 
and  school  district,  Chairman  School  Board,  Secretary  Board 
of  Health,  and  last  of  all  a  member  of  the  Great  and  General 
Court.     In  the  last  capacity,  the  Manchester  Union  printed  his 

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photo  and  gave  him  a  good  "write-up"  under  the  caption,  "Our 
Law-makers."  They  mixed  in  old  Den  Thompson  of  "Old 
Homestead"  fame,  got  him  born  of  Vermont  stock  at  Lyndon- 
ville,  educated  at  Manchester  High  and  Dartmouth,  added  all 
about  his  local  political  honors,  dashed  in  that  in  the  present 
house  he  was  a  member  of  the  Committee  on  Public  Health,  and 
ended  up  with  the  following  beads  that  came  to  the  top :  "Dr. 
Hopkins  is  a  popular  member  of  the  legislature.  Socially,  he 
belongs  to  the  Red  Men.  Personally,  he  is  a  very  affable  gen- 
tleman and  most  pleasant  to  meet."  '99-ers  knew  all  this  years 
ago,  though  maybe  not  about  the  Red  Men. 

What  the  Manchester  Union  man  did  not  discover  was  that 
"Hoppy"  is  a  real  legislator,  the  kind  there  ought  to  be  more 
of.  The  "polls"  put  him  on  the  Committee  of  Public  Health, 
thinking  that  would  be  a  quiet  corner  for  anyone  with  a  "Dr." 
before  his  name.  But  when  they  got  to  doing  away  with  the 
vaccination  law,  they  discovered  they  had  a  real  fight  on.  The 
law  was  preserved.  "Hoppy"  also  drew  up  a  meat  inspection 
law,  which  was  adopted  and  recommended  unanimously  by  the 
Committee,  but  which  the  "polls,"  trying  to  keep  the  good  will 
of  the  farmers  for  other  nefarious  purposes,  and  the  farmers 
because  they  couldn't  understand  it,  killed.  "N.  H."  is,  there- 
fore, still  without  any  protection  from  deceased  and  unhealthy 
meat  for  fear  a  farmer  might  be  put  to  a  little  trouble  in  oc- 
casionally killing  a  calf.  That  is  a  modest  way  to  put  it.  The 
bill,  however,  was  good  and  will  probably  serve  as  a  model  for 
future  law.  So  it  was  all  worth  while.  "Hoppy"  also  helped 
build  a  bill  for  regulation  of  cold  storage  products,  which  will 
bear  fruit  later.  He  also  put  in  some  work  on  a  law  for  de- 
crease of  multiplying  the  issue  of  feeble-minded  in  the  State. 
Republican  economy  workers  killed  it  in  the  finance  Commit- 
tee. Still  the  beginning  was  made.  It's  a  thankless  uphill  road 
for  the  type  of  a  legislator  like  "Hoppy,"  with  such  perspective 
and  motives.  The  boss  still  exists  after  all  Winston  Churchill's 
books,  and  public  opinion  needs  a  lot  of  education  to  oblige 
the  boss  to  take  notice.  You  can  read  it  between  the  lines  in 
"Hoppy's"  resume  of  his  legislative  action  and  the  results.    It's 


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good,  however,  to  see  one  like  him  willing  to  make  the  attempt. 
May  the  discouragements  be  incentive  to  further  ardor. 

Of  course,  "Hoppy"  did  lots  of  traveling.  N.  H.  legisla- 
tors are  on  the  road  Mondays  and  Fridays,  acoming  and  agoing. 
It's  hard  on  the  State,  but  good  for  them,  and  it  helps  like  a 
"freshman  dormitory"  to  democratize  the  legislators. 

"Hoppy,"  of  course,  saw  Bob  Johnston,  Parker,  Musgrove, 
and  Silver  at  Concord.     Listen  to  "Hoppy"  thereon : 

"Dave  Parker  made  his  usual  starry  pose  in  the  gold  braid,  etc., 
and  did  it  well  at  the  Grand  Ball  to  the  Governor  the  only  place  he 
showed  at  Concord.  I  suppose  he  has  continued  to  shine  at  the  Fairs. 
Dave  is  a  shining  light  in  medicine,  he  is  really  doing  things  worth 
while  in  M.,  and  I  have  just  read  his  paper  delivered  to  the  State  Med- 
ical Society,  and  it  is  good,  showing  good  sense,  much  study  and  very 
conservative  for  a  younger  man.  Silver  is  in  a  good  place,  has  a  good 
appearance  and  address,  and  is  filling  the  place,  I  should  judge.  N.  H. 
is  profiting  from  the  Normal  Schools,  and  Silver  heads  the  oldest  of 
the  Schools.  They  need  good  equipment,  and  are  doing  well  to  get 
anything  like  what  they  do,  since  the  recent  scares  in  N.  H.  politics 
have  caused  the  economy  streak.  It  is  pitiful  to  see  them  cut  appro- 
priations to  make  a  good  showing. 

"Musgrove  is  as  smart  as  there  is.  He  is  said  to  be  the  best 
Speaker  for  a  long  time  and  as  good  a  parliamentarian  in  the  Senate 
as  ever,  quick  and  sharp.  He  was  at  a  disadvantage  working  with  the 
minority  in  an  off  year  for  the  minority.  There  were  several  things 
which  they  failed  to  slip  over  our  "Mushy,"  when  otherwise  they  would 
have  been  slipped.  He  kept  them  awake.  (There  is  no  doubt  that  he 
with  the  now  discredited  other  officers  had  real  stuff  to  show,  and  if 
the  crowd  had  not  been  in  so  great  a  majority,  they  could  have  showed 
so  the  whitewash  would  not  as  completely  covered.)  We  will  hear 
more  of  him  yet." 

N.  L.  Hoskins       "Hoss"  has  moved  his  offices  to  644-665  David 

Whitney  Bid.,  Detroit.  Just  the  numbers  as 
you  consider  them  signify  much.  "Hoss"  modestly  puts'  it 
"changed  office  as  above,"  and  to  question  "What  have  you 
done?"  replies  tersely,  "Not  much."  Fortunately  Warren  Ken- 
dall had  time  on  one  of  his  western  trips  to  pay  "Hoss"  a 
visit,  and  "Hoss"  admits  in  the  Questionnaire  to  having  seen 
him.  Warren's  version  varies  somewhat  from  "Hoss'  "  modest 
answers,  but  seems  to  comport  better  with  the  "644-665."    (See 

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Kendall).  "Hoss"  is  equally  modest  about  his  travels.  "Few" 
is  the  word  he  uses  to  describe  them,  though  he  confesses  to  the 
ownership  of  two  high-power  machines.  But  he  did  come  East 
for  a  vacation,  and  he  did  visit  Hanover.  To  question  "What 
books,  speeches,  smoke-talk  or  otherwise,  made?"  he  fills  in 
after  "When?"  "Daytime  mostly,"  "Where?"  "Wherever  an 
audience  could  be  secured  which  would  not  walk  out,"  "How?" 
"Mostly  without  stimulation."  As  mayor,  alderman,  et  al.,  he 
thinks  he  could  classify  "As  any  of  the  above  and  many  more," 
and  for  honors  received,  says  briefly,  "Langly  Academy,  but 
too  late  for  details."  Is  the  last  a  "Hoskinism"  too,  like  some 
of  the  others?     Querie? 

G.  L.  Huckins       "Huck"   reports  that  as   Construction   Engineer 

for  the  B.  &  M.,  he  has  "kept  busy."  That's 
a  good  sign  for  B.  &  M.  For  his  vacation  he  built  an  eight- 
room  Camp  House,  24'  x  28'  at  Long  Beach,  Rockport,  Mass. 
"Best  spot  on  the  coast  for  youngsters  and  others !  Drop  in 
and  see,"  he  adds.  "Huck"  and  his  family  have  made  a  few 
trips  to  Plymouth,  N.  H.,  his  old  home,  to  give  the  youngsters 
some  mountain  air,  and  the  grandparents  a  chance  to  empty 
the  cooky  jars. 

W.  L.  Bill  Hutch   for  a  long  time  seemed  completely 

Hutchinson  lost.     Then  the  middle  of  December  came  this 

illuminating  letter  from  Cecil,  Pa.,  dated  Dec. 
16,  1915: 

My  dear  George: — We  are  just  out  of  quarantine, — have  been  closed 
up  here  for  about  two  months.  All  of  our  children  have  had  scarlet 
fever ;  they  are  all  well  again  for  which  we  are  very  thankful.  This 
is  why  you  have  not  heard   from  us  before. 

There  seems  to  be  an  impression  by  some  members  of  the  class 
that  T  am  in  the  gardening  business,  which  is  all  wrong.  I  have  a  little 
over  100  acres  of  land,  the  crops  are  corn,  oats,  wheat  and  hay,  alfalfa. 
We  specialize  in  registered  Guernsey  cattle  and  produce  pure  milk  which 
we  retail.  I  should  like  to  hear  from  Raymond  Pearl  on  the  chicken 
question,  as  we  have  a  nice  hunch  of  white  leghorns. 

Sorry  we  were  not  able  to  send  out  mail  before  this.  Shall  be 
glad  to  see  and  read  this  report.     Very  sincerely,  Bill  Hutch. 

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In  the  questionnaire,  Bill  also  stated  that  as  a  farmer,  he 
had  "worked  darned  hard,"  that  last  February  he  was  in  Hano- 
ver, saw  Dave  Storrs  and  Kendall,  that  he  is  Treasurer  of 
Venice  United  Presbyterian  Church.  These  all  sound  good. 

E.  A.  Hyatt  "Ed"  says   he   has   done  just  the  same  as   last 

year ;  "enough  said."  For  addresses  he  writes, 
"I've  kept  awfully  still,"  then  he  adds,  "Address  to  Graduating 
Class,  St.  Albans  Hospital  Training  School."  "Not  a  travel." 
He  goes  on,  "Didn't  even  dream  of  going  to  San  Diego  or 
Frisco."  He  did  go  down  to  Hanover  to  Phi  Kappa  Psi  Initia- 
tion Banquet,  but  that  doesn't  count  evidently  as  "travel."  For 
a  vacation,  he  just  "worked."  For  honors  he  classifies  as  Dea- 
con First  Congregational  Society  of  St.  Albans,  President  St. 
Albans  Business  and  Professional  Men's  Ass.,  and  as  Vice- 
President  Franklin  County  Medical   Society. 

A.  P.  Irving  "Washington"  pores  over  blue  prints  in  a  snug 

little  panelled  office  on  the  ground  floor  of  the 
new  superb  Irving  &  Casson — Davenport  &  Co.  building  in  Cop- 
ley Square  when  not  consulting  architects  and  going  over 
churches  and  fine  residences  personally  upon  matters  of  interior 
work  and  furnishings.  It's  interesting  work  and  engaging.  He 
has  only  had  an  afternoon  off  now  and  then  to  play  golf,  not- 
withstanding that  the  war  has  had  a  quieting  effect  in  the  under- 
taking of  elaborate  and  costly  church,  public  and  private  work. 

R.  P.  Johnston      Our  "Bob"  is  now   Vice-President  of   Stratton 

&  Co.,  Flour  Mills.  He's  polished  up  the  cus- 
tomers so  well  that  they  made  him  a  grand  V.  P.,  as  Gilbert 
might  have  said ;  "got  by  all  right,"  is  the  way  Bob  puts  it.  The 
characterization  seems  to  cover  the  situation.  His  research  has 
been  "searching  for  engine  troubles."  For  talks,  etc.,  he  says 
he  has  "delivered  the  History  of  America  2476  times  against  my 
will."  Seriously  he  did  deliver  the  speech  at  Men's  Club,  Uni- 
tarian Church,  Brookline,  Oct.,  1914,  and  at  Retail  Lumber- 
men's Association  dinner,  Feb.  20,  1915,  and  Mr.  Grozier,  Edi- 
tor of  the  Boston  Post,  who  happened  to  be  one  of  the  guests 

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was  so  taken  with  it,  that  he  begged  Bob  to  dictate  it  to  a  ste- 
nographer, and  allow  him  to  publish  it  in  the  Post.  The  dic- 
tation nearly  gave  Bob  a  nervous  breakdown,  but  he  survived 
both,  4000  words  and  also  the  publication  of  the  speech  as  a 
serial  in  the  Sunday  Post,  beginning  March  28,  with  his  photo 
at  the  head,  and  a  sprinkling  of  clever  wood  cuts  punctuating 
the  text  every  eight  inches.  Travels  for  business  and  pleasure 
were  "a  trip  to  Boston  Round  Up."  Re  San  Diego  and  Frisco, 
he  says  "wanted  to  go  to  White  River  Jet.  Fair  but  couldn't 
make  it."  Been  to  Hanover?  "Sure."  Did  he  plant  a  garden? 
"One  paper  of  nasturtiums."  How  did  they  do?  "Rotten." 
Re  ability  to  classify  as  mayor,  etc.,  "I  think  I  could  do  any  of 
these  things  if  called  upon."  As  for  honors,  he  answers  "not 
a  dog-gone  honor."  He  confesses  to  a  summer  home  "at  East- 
ern Point,  Gloucester,  Mass.  Fine  place  and  expensive  as  a 
submarine."     So  much  out  of  his  system,  he  writes  Oct.  3 : 

Dear  George: — Your  original  and  comprehensive  letter  at  hand, 
and  nobody  could  answer  all  the  questions  you  can  think  of  with  the 
aid  of  an  encyclopedia  and  all  the  cribs  in  Dartmouth  college.  But 
I  am  very  glad  you  are  going  to  get  out  another  report,  because  the 
first  one  was  the  best  thing  in  that  line  that  has  ever  come  into  my 
dull  and  uninteresting  life.  The  history  of  America  was  surely  all  in  the 
Post,  only  you  did  not  look  long  enough.  It  was  so  good  they  tried 
to  make  it  last  a  long  time  and  only  ran  one  chapter  every  month  or 
so.  In  regard  to  the  trial  of  my  celebrated  friend,  Harry  Thaw,  I  will 
say  that  I  went  down  to  New  York  along  with  a  carload  of  other 
leading  citizens  of  this  state,  and  we  got  him  free  from  the  clutches 
of  the  unreasoning  authorities  in  charge  of  Matteawan.  When  they 
got  through  hearing  me  testify  they  were  already  to  let  him  out  and 
put  me  in.  Get  the  report  out  soon,  George.  Your  obedient  servant, 
Robt.  P.  Johnston. 

Hobe  sent  in  a  clipping  of  Bob's  evidence  in  that  Thaw 
case.  It  seems  that  Bob  had  met  Mr.  Thaw  at  parties,  and 
testified  that  Mr.  Thaw  on  these  occasions  had  refused  to  dance 
with  young  girls.  Mr.  Cook,  the  prosecuting  attorney,  thought 
that  he  would  play  a  bit  with  the  witness  at  this  point,  so  he 
asked  Bob,  sarcastically,  "Had  the  'barnyard  walk'  and  the 
'kitchen  sink,'  permeated  to  New   Hampshire?"     "No,"  quietly 

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answered  Bob,  "we  still  dance  in  the  parlor."  Mr.  Cook  was 
a  bit  more  careful  how  he  tackled  Bob  after  that.  He  did,  how- 
ever, venture  to  ask  Bob,  "You're  not  the  Anthony  Comstock 
of  Concord  are  you?"  "Far  from  it,"  responded  the  witness 
with  a  grin,  it  is  reported. 

W.  W.  Jordan  The  war  and  the  closing  of  the  Boston  &  Mon- 
tana Copper  Smelter  at  Great  Falls  hit  Wesley's 
rug  and  carpet  business  hard.  So  he  disposed  of  it,  and  in 
November  took  an  interest  in  Lane's  5-10-15-Cent  Stores  Co., 
Salt  Lake,  Utah.  Moved  his  family  there  about  Nov.  18.  Be- 
fore he  made  the  move  he  did  quite  a  bit  of  traveling  over 
center  of  Montana.  While  in  Great  Falls,  Wesley  used  to 
see  Tootell  frequently,  and  he  says  Toot  is  seriously  consider- 
ing the  disposal  of  his  land  holdings,  moving  to  city  or  even  re- 
turning to  New  Hampshire  or  some  Eastern  State.  He  has 
seen  C.  C.  Walker  '98,  a  U.  S.  Inspector  of  live  stock  sta- 
tioned at  Williston,  N.  D. 

C.  L.  Joy  The     following    letter     from     Clarence     dated 

New  Hampton,  N.  H.,  November  16,   1915,  is 
better  than  any  secretarial  "make  up". 

My  dear  George: — I  ought  to  be  shot  for  neglecting  such  an  earn- 
est appeal  to  come  up  to  the  help  of  our  secretary.  It  is  treason.  It 
seems  useless  to  write  what  may  be  interesting  to  few,  though  I  am 
glad  to  get  every  item  concerning  others. 

I  am  chief  cook  and  bottle-washer  in  a  school  of  about  140  stu- 
dents, male  and  female.  We  have  living  alumni  and  former  students 
some  over  4000.  Just  now  we  are  counting  over  our  Governors  in  New 
Hampshire  and  Massachusetts,  Gov.  Goodell  (recently  deceased),  Batch- 
elder,  Quimby,  Felker  in  New  Hampshire  and  McCall  in  Mass.  They 
are  all  members  of  our  finance  committee.  If  any  of  the  class  wish  to 
start  their  boys  on  a  political  career  they  might  do  well  to  enter  them 
here.  We  can  give  them  thorough  training  in  practical  politics  as  far 
as  filling  the  governor's  chair,  and  if  McCall  makes  good,  may  be  able 
to  take  a  select  few  for  presidential  training.  Our  tuition  is  only  $50 
per  year  and  students  can  board  at  Lewis  Hall  Club  at  $2.87  per. 

The  years  are  very  busy  ones.  The  summer  was  spent  reeling  off 
a  few  thousand  miles  looking  for  students.  I  am  one  of  the  great  ma- 
jority and   drive  a   "fliver."     Though   the   old   car   has   done   some   over 

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18,000  miles  she  will  switch  her  tail  and  scratch  gravel  every  time  at 
sight  of  a  hill.  If  there  is  anything  in  New  Hampshire  that  I  have 
not  been  over  it  is  not  laid  down  on  the  trails  of  the  Appalachian  Club. 

I  have  but  one  severe  and  painful  thorn  in  the  flesh.  I  hate  like 
the  nick  to  confess  it  but  my  back  hair  is  going!  If  enough  remains 
so  that  I  am  allowed  out  in  public  I  shall  be  present  at  the  next  reunion. 
After  reading  the  Twelfth  Report  I  have  concluded  that  one  might  as 
well  cash  in  as  miss  them. 

I  meet  many  Dartmouth  men  but  only  a  few  of  '99.  If  my  ship 
ever  comes  in  I  hope  to  get  my  nose  off  the  grindstone  and  be  more 
sociable.     I  shall  look  forward  to  the  coming  report  and  shall  be  glad 

to  hear   from  all  '99  men.     Cordially  yours,   Clarence  L.  Joy. 

k 

The  secretary  can  vouch  for  the  capacity  of  the  auto.  The 
cry  of  "Hello"  out  of  a  clear  sky,  and  a  back-up  that  would  do 
credit  to  a  Packard,  produced  Clarence,  with  the  secretary  by 
the  roadside  one  day  in  New  Hampshire  this  summer.  Clarence 
had  a  ton  of  New  Hampton  literature  aboard.  He  left  one- 
half  pound  with  the  secretary,  and  a  whole  lot  of  good  cheer 
besides,  when  he  spurted  away,  like  Pap  on  a  hundred  yard 
dash,  for  West  Baker's  River  Valley.  Clarence  is  really  doing 
a  great  work  at  New  Hampton,  and  the  providing  of  facilities 
where  energetic  and  ambitious  boys  and  girls,  can  live  and 
board  themselves,  is  a  step  in  the  right  direction  toward  reduc- 
ing the  high  cost  of  education  and  making  it  available  for  just 
those  hill  town  youngsters  who  need  it,  and  who  can  render  a 
big  return  to  society  by  having  it.  Just  look  at  Clarence's  list  of 
Governors !  And  disinterested  men  of  whom  the  secretary  has 
inquired  say  that  the  New  Hampton  of  today,  Clarence's  New 
Hampton,  is  the  same  clean  sturdy  type  of  school  that  turned 
out  that  line  of  Governors. 

W.  C.  Kendall     Warren  speaks  of  his  work  as  "plugged  along 

trying  not  to  lose  ground".  From  what  the 
secretary  hears,  though  not  from  Warren,  he  has  all  the  time 
been  gaining  ground.  Warren's  work  is  research  "after  im- 
proved methods  for  handling  freight  cars".  That  his  research 
has  been  extensive  and  result  producing  was  shown  by  an  ad- 
dress he  delivered  April  13,  1915,  at  a  dinner  of  117  members 
of  the  New  England  Railroad  Club  held  at  the  American  House 

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at  which  he  was  the  chief  speaker.  The  address  was  upon 
"Economical  Handling  of  Freight  Cars".  It  was  later  printed 
and  distributed  and  for  clearness  of  statement,  logical  develop- 
ment and  philosophy,  it  deserves  a  wider  reading  than  railroad 
circles.  His  terse  ending  "Be  a  friend  and  gain  a  friend",  as 
a  working  rule  for  railroad  superiors  in  dealing  with  under 
officials  is  worthy  of  general  human  adoption.  Warren  is  upon 
the  executive  committee  of  the  New  England  Railroad  Club  and 
has  also  been  put  upon  its  membership  committee.  In  fact 
since  '99  developed  his  executive  committee  ability,  he  is  much 
in  demand.  At  the  twelfth  annual  dinner  of  St.  Johnsbury 
Academy  Alumni,  March  27th,  he  was  also  put  on  the  execu- 
tive committee. 

A.  E.  Kimball     Here  is  a  little  letter   from  "Kimmy'',   written 

at  Ontario,  Oregon,  November  19,  1915: — 

Dear  George  : — Since  receiving  your  letter  I  have  been  confined 
to  my  bed  and  am  not  yet  feeling  like  writing  much.  However,  I 
have  managed  to  fill  out  the  "Questionnaire"  which  I  am  mailing  to 
you.  There  is  little  more  romance  in  overalls  in  the  West  than  in  the 
East,  and  anything  I  could  write  would  be  of  interest  only  from  class 
reasons  and  its  novelty.  Really,  George,  I  have  only  reversed  the  usual 
course  of  Dartmouth  men  by  ending  my  life  on  a  farm  instead  of  be- 
ginning it  there. 

I  am  enclosing  a  check  for  three  dollars,  not  knowing  how  I  stand 
as  to  class  dues,  but  knowing  that  if  I  am  not  at  present  behind 
I   probably   will   be. 

As  ever  yours  of  the  class  of  '99.     Arthur  E.  Kimball. 

"Interest  for  class  reasons  and  novelty",  aren't  these  suffi- 
cient for  a  whole  quarto  of  writing?  Most  authors  have  only 
the  latter  as  an  excuse,  while  every  '99-er  thinks  the  first  suffi- 
cient ;  and  "Kimmy"  had  both.  Maybe  something  about  his 
methods  of  farming  might  have  given  us  Eastern  farmers  an 
idea  that  would  have  pulled  us  out  of  some  two  hundred-year- 
old  rut,  notwithstanding  "Kimmy"  characterizes  his  year's  labor 
as  just  "average".  Maybe  if  he  had  just  repeated  the  gist  of  one 
of  his  talks  before  farmers'  organizations,  we  would  have  be- 
come  full-fledged,  up-to-date   farmers.     Maybe  if  he  had   just 

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given  us  the  details  of  his  motor  camping  trip  through  the  Saw 
Tooth  Range  in  his  trusty  Ford,  we  would  be  throwing  away 
our  copies  of  "A  Woman  Homesteader's  Elk  Hunt",  and  say- 
ing "Here  is  the  real  thing  and  we  know  the  author".  How- 
ever, we  are  all  grateful  for  the  glimpses  that  the  replies  to  the 
Questionnaire  do  give;  and  trust  that  our  "Kimmy"  is  once 
more  in  good  health. 

H.  B.  Kirk  Squaw  is  commercial  representative  for  a  Chi- 

cago cement  house  and  travels  through  Ohio, 
Indiana,  and  Illinois  with  good  success  to  his  firm  and  himself. 
(See  Warren's  Wanderings.) 

P.  H.  Lane  "Pete"  is  one  of  the  our  busiest.     In  addition 

to  regular  practice,  he  holds  the  chair  of  neu- 
rology at  St.  Mary's  Hospital,  and  is  lecturer  on  Lymptomatol- 
ogy  at  Medico-chirugical  Medical  College.  "Pete"  and  Mrs.  Lane 
took  in  both  the  San  Diego  and  Frisco  Fairs.  They  went  out 
by  water  through  the  Panama  Canal,  and  came  back  by  the  way 
of  Denver,  Salt  Lake,  Colorado  Springs,  and  Chicago.  For  a 
vacation  rest  "Pete"  tried  a  bit  of  farming.  He  has  a  farm  at 
Gynedd,  Pa.,  and  this  year  he  had  seven  acres  in  garden  stuff, 
ten  pigs,  twelve  sheep,  two  hundred  ten  hens,  and  fruit  galore. 
In  gardening  "Pete"  wins  the  class  prize.  Later  in  October  he 
got  in  a  few  weeks  hunting  in  the  Maine  woods,  pheasant  and 
deer.  "Pete"  has  just  been  elected  Vice-President  of  the  Phil- 
adelphia Dartmouth  Association. 

A.  B.  Leavitt      "Ike"  says  he  has  "worked  like  hell",  but  note 

use  of  small  letter  h.  Along  the  line  of  re- 
search he  has  done  a  few  rather  rare  operations,  cutting  out 
abnormal  growths.  He  made  a  speech  at  the  Company  D,  Sev- 
enth Regiment  dinner,  and  has  had  an  occasional  article  in 
Arms  and  the  Man.  For  travel  he  had  done  to  date,  October  2, 
5,800  miles  in  the  new  car  he  got  May  1.  There  was  a  trip  to 
the  White  Mountains,  and  trips  to  Delaware  Water-Gap.  His 
vacation  was  spent  shooting  on  military  teams  at  Peekskill,  Sea 
Girt   and    Florida,   and   also   at   his    summer   cottage   at    Silver 

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Lake,  near  Tilton,  N.  H.  At  Camp  Whitman  in  July  he  ran 
across  Lieutenant  Watson  of  Signal  Corps.  "Ike"  says  he  was 
walking  in  the  mud,  "Watty"  was  on  horseback,  much  eclat,  etc. 
(for  fuller  details  see  Watson's  version).  Leslie  Farr  '02  lives 
next  door  to  "Ikey",  and  he  ran  across  Goddard  '02,  the  play- 
wright, at  Long  Beach  one  day  this  summer.  Listen,  "Ike"  is 
Trustee  of  Parents'  Association  Public  School  No.  162,  and  a 
Deacon  in  United  Presbyterian  Church.  "Now  laugh",  says 
"Ike",  "and  I'll  shake  you". 

The  New  York  Sun,  March  28,  1915,  came  out  with  a 
headline,  "Leavitt  Wins  on  Toss"  It  went  on  to  state  that  "the 
Seventh  Regiment  Rifle  Club  Tournament,  which  had  been  go- 
ing on  at  the  armory  ranges  for  last  few  months,  came  to  an 
end  Friday  evening,  with  A.  B.  Leavitt  of  Company  D  winning 
class  cup,  match  4,  expert  class,  with  score  of  139,  that  in  the 
time  fire  class  cup,  match  2,  Leavitt  and  two  others  tied,  each 
having  shot  three  possibles  during  the  month.  In  the  shooting 
Friday  evening  each  had  perfect  scores,  and  in  matching  for 
the  prize  Leavitt  won".     Could  that  be  our  Leavitt? 

"Ike"  was  asked  to  explain  and  also  to  give  his  ideas  as  a 
military  expert  on  "Preparedness".  He  replied  as  follows  from 
New  York,  October  2,  1915:— 

Dear  Georgie  : — Herewith  find  replies  to  your  inquisition.  You 
ask  me  to  tell  you  about  my  connection  with  7th  Regiment  and  about 
my  shooting.     Well,  you  have  given  me  an  opening,  so  look  out. 

Yes,  I  have  been  a  member  of  Company  D,  7th  Regiment  for 
two  and  a  half  years.  Have  had  lots  of  fun  shooting.  That  is  my 
hobby.  Have  won  10  silver  cups,  and  about  $100  cash  prizes  during 
that  time.  Also  a  nice  bunch  of  medals.  Won  the  Company  Champion- 
ship last  winter,  and  won  gold  bars  for  best  score  of  Regiment  for 
indoor  shooting  seasons  of   1914  and   1915. 

This  summer  I  made  the  Regimental  team.  Our  team  winning 
Brigade  and  State  Championships.  Corp.  Lumby,  Sulger  and  myself 
of  our  Company  won  the  Adjutant  General's  match  against  35  best 
Company  teams  of  the  whole  State.  Thereupon  I  had  gall  enough  to 
try  for  State  Team  and  out  of  about  150  contestants  made  3rd  highest 
score,  and  consequently  am  one  of  the  fifteen  men  to  go  to  Florida 
to  represent  State  of  New  York  in  National  Matches.  We  go  to  Peeks- 
kill  Oct.  6  for  a  week's  practice,  and  then  to  Florida  Oct.  13  to  23 
for  matches.     This  part  I  may  report  on  later.     We  also  won  McAlpin 

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Trophy  at  Sea  Girt,  and  were  2nd  in  Dryden  Trophy.  I  was  only  a 
substitute  on  this  team,  but  came  in  for  a  medal  and  division  of  $150 
cash   prizes,   etc. 

Last  season  I  went  to  Sea  Girt  on  my  own  hook  and  went  into  only 
one  match.  The  Gen.  Meany  match — 10  shots  at  500  yards.  Had  no 
chance  to  fire  a  single  shot  for  practice,  but  managed  to  make  9  bulls 
and  a  4  for  a  total  of  49  out  of  possible  50,  and  was  tied  for  first  place 
(75  men  shooting). 

This  Florida  trip  we  make  in  a  private  car  which  is  switched  onto 
a  siding  for  our  use  during  the  matches.  (Some  class,  eh,  Wat?)  I 
hope  "Watty"  chokes  when  he  reads  all  this  bragging,  because  I  am 
only  a  private  and  he  wears  the  shoulder  straps. 

You  ask  about  "Our  Preparedness  for  War."  "There  ain't  no 
such  animal."  That  Plattsburg  idea  is  a  fine  one,  and  hope  it  is  con- 
tinued with  double  the  number  next  year.  All  college  and  business  men 
should  help  this  and  similar  movements  along.  Our  position  would  be 
a  lamentable  one  if  we  should  have  to  engage  in  war  with  any  first- 
class  power.  The  days  of  the  Civil  War,  when  a  dry  goods  clerk  made 
as  good  a  soldier  as  anyone,  are  past.  We  need  some  such  system  as 
prevails  in  Switzerland,  where  with  no  standing  army  yet  within  two 
days'  time  every  able-bodied  man  in  the  Republic  can  be  mobilized  fully 
equipped  for  the  field,  and  with  sufficient  military  knowledge  to  do 
their  duty.  What  percentage  of  our  able-bodied  citizens  have  any  mili- 
tary knowledge? 

Now,  Georgie,  get  busy  and  censor  this  to  your  heart's  delight. 
Best  of  wishes  to  all  '99-ers,  "Ike,"  alias  A.  B.  Leavitt. 

Later  "Ike"  wrote  he  had  a  fine  time  in  Florida,  shot  on 
team  and  made  a  few  scores.  Again  this  fall,  December  19, 
1915,  "Ike"  had  his  name  in  The  Sun  in  headline.  It  said: 
"A.  B.  Leavitt  of  Company  D,  who  leads  in  the  expert  class  with 
total  score  of  138,  made  a  70  in  deliberate  fire  and  50  in  the 
time  fire  contest,  equalling  his  score  of  last  season,  and  equal- 
ling the  armory  score".     Foreign  invaders  take  notice ! 

F.  F.  Locke         "Napoleon"    is    still   Assistant   in    the    Planning 

Department,  United  States  Navy,  Portsmouth. 
All  this  naval  and  military  talk  hits  his  department  and  keeps 
it  on  the  qui  vive.  During  the  summer  he  got  in  some  little  va- 
cation trips  to  Sebago  Lake,  Peak's  Island,  and  Cape  Elizabeth, 
and  once  had  the  pleasure  of  being  called  over  to  Bobby  Rowe's 
to  look  up  at  Sturtevant,  who  was  in  town.     L'Empereur  reports 

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that  Sturt  looks  the  same  as  ever,  "smilingly  optimistic,  rather 
bald,  like  myself".  "Napoleon"  must  have  had  to  stretch  his 
neck  some  to  discover  this  last ! 

Locomobilia         Approaching  "forty"   exactly   fifty  per  cent  of 

us  still  "walk".  Of  course  that  doesn't  mean 
that  this  particular  half  of  us  doesn't  ride  on  subways  or  super- 
ways,  doesn't  bus  it  or  taxi  it,  doesn't  ferry  boat  or  steam  train 
it,  when  it  has  to,  or  doesn't  go  to  ride  in  the  autos  of  generous 
friends  when  invited.  We  do  all  these  sometimes,  some  of  them 
every  day  in  the  year.  Still  we  belong  to  the  'walking  class', 
i.  e.,  we  don't  possess  a  horse  or  an  auto  according  to  the  re- 
turns and  we  do  get  about  by  "walking". 

We  may  not  all  of  us  call  it  just  that.  Professor  Ford  pre- 
fers "Pedestrianistically"  because  you  don't  need  any  gym 
work,  if  you  can  prevent  a  snarl  up  of  the  front  of  the  word 
with  the  rear  as  it  loops  itself  about  the  tip  of  your  tongue. 
Lawyer  Hobe  likes  "Heel  and  Toe",  with  its  easier  swing  and 
certain  redolence  due  to  the  past.  Designer  Locke  uses  "shanks' 
mare",  Schoolmaster  Eastman  "shanks'  mare,  1915  model", 
which  like  a  cake  of  sweet  chocolate  on  a  railway  journey,  cheats 
you  into  thinking  you  have  the  real  thing,  Professor  Gerould 
simply  "two  feet".  But  just  what  we  call  it  is  of  little  conse- 
quence, be  the  term  large  or  small,  difficult  or  easy  for  the 
tongue.  The  more  important  thing  is  how  we  look  upon  our 
state.  Take  Lawyer  Atwood,  for  instance.  He  walks  half  a 
mile  from  his  home  to  Melrose  Station,  B.  &  M.'s  it  to  Boston 
and  walks  another  half  mile  to  his  office  and  vice  versa  each 
day  and  is  "still  able  to  walk  the  whole  distance  when  required". 
A  vigorous  physic  and  attribut  of  mind  that !  Schoolmaster 
Barstow  says :  "I  am  still  a  pretty  good  pedestrian".  There's 
pride  there!  Lawyer  Cavanaugh's  emphatic  "I  am  a  pedes- 
trian" is  almost  vauntingly  proud.  Even  on  paper  the  state- 
ment sounds  like  an  argument  with  Buck,  Squaw  and  Tim  in 
Reed  Hall  with  the  whole  of  them  against  him.  Dr.  Bonney 
says  "I  walk  and  keep  well".  Engineer  Oakes  "Walking  is  still 
good    for   me".     Not   even   an   auto  could   dazzle  such   sanity ! 


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Again  one  distinguished  professor  replied  "I  walk,  damn  it — 
walk — walk".  Don't  such  statements  exhibit  a  healthy  attitude 
for  approaching  "forty"?  Most  important  and  healthful  of  all 
is  the  fact  that  whether  we  are  teachers,  learned  professors, 
business  men,  doctors,  bankers,  engineers,  or  clerks,  and  we  are 
all  these,  no  one  of  this  fifty  per  cent  of  us  confesses,  even 
sotto  voce,  to  having  to  walk  aided  by  a  stick ! 

It  may  be  doubtful  whether  Storekeeper  Charlie  Adams, 
Professor  Gerould  or  Lieutenant  Watson  are  properly  classi- 
fied in  the  foregoing  group.  Twenty  years  ago  the  possession 
of  a  "bike"  and  its  use  would  have  disqualified,  likewise  Wat- 
son's occasional  military  appearance  on  horseback  which  would 
seem  to  throw  him  into  the  other  fifty  per  cent  of  us,  still  to- 
day such  old-fashioned  and  trifling  usages  we  submit  do  not 
misplace  them. 

Lawyer  Richardson  caustically  asks  "Does  any  '99-er  keep 
a  horse?  If  so  produce  him".  Yes,  Jim,  they  do.  Not  one 
'99-er  merely,  but  fifteeen  of  them.  Dr.  Carr,  Dr.  H.  H.  Dear- 
born, Dr.  Hyatt  each  keep  one  for  their  winter  work,  Dr.  Hop- 
kins has  a  stable  of  three  and  one  pony  for  his  daughter,  in 
addition  to  their  autos.  Jim  might  say  these  are  necessary  tools 
of  their  profession !  But  then,  there  is  Professor  Asakawa  who 
rides  horseback  for  his  exercise.  You  see  he  is  properly  qual- 
ifying for  future  diplomatic  service.  Manufacturer  Chase 
keeps  what  is  known  colloquially  as  a  "fast  hoss".  Farmer 
Clark  drives  a  pair  of  coal  blacks  when  he  is  in  the  country  as 
well  as  certain  aged  family  heirlooms  when  gathering  up  his 
cider  apples.  Actor  Cogswell's  ancient  dobbin  comes  in  handy 
when  cruising  about  his  countryside  for  eggs  when  his  own 
hens  are  on  a  strike.  Banker  Dubois'  span  of  pure  blooded 
Morgans,  think  of  it,  Jim,  uphold  the  best  traditions  of  Ver- 
mont. Farmer  Hutchinson  has  a  barn  full  of  horses  and  mules 
for  work,  pleasure  and  cussing  dummies.  Schoolmaster  Lynch 
enjoys  "holding  the  reins"  over  a  fast  roadster  that  he  raised 
and  "broke."  Country  Gentleman  Rice  also  enjoys  his  drive. 
The  Hon.  Mr.  Musgrove  keeps  a  horse  for  sleighing  time. 
Banker  Norton  has  a  pony  for  his  boys  and  Ranchman  Tootell 


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has  a  "whole  lot  of  horses,"  so  many  that  he  doesn't  even  know 
the  count.  Even  the  bare  catalogue  Jim  should  make  you  feel 
that  you  ought  to  "set  'em  up." 

It's  our  list  with  one  leg  still  in  the  countryside,  a  small, 
very  small  minority  of  the  other  50%  of  us,  but  still  a  qualify- 
ing part  of  such. 

Fifty-six  of  us  run  autos  and  five  of  these  run  two  apiece. 
By  occupations  the  interesting  divisions  are  as  follows :  1  auto 
seller,  3  bankers,  12  doctors,  4  engineers,  1  farmer,  7  lawyers, 
1  minister,  1  real  estate  man,  3  men  of  the  road,  6  schoolmas- 
ters. You  expect  the  12  doctors,  but  you  may  be  surprised  at 
the  Oregon  farmer,  Kimball,  the  country  parson,  Fuller,  bring- 
ing circuit  riding  down  to  date  and  at  the  large  number  of 
schoolmasters,  Boston,  H.  A.  Chase,  Joy,  Martin,  Wiggin,  Sil- 
ver. Donny  says  that  Parson  Fuller  is  much  more  conserva- 
tive on  sin  since  he  "joined  the  ranks."  By  "makes"  the  divi- 
sion is  this:  17  Fords, — more  than  25%, — A.  J.  Abbott,  Carr, 
H.  H.  Dearborn,  Fuller,  Galusha,  Hodgkins,  Hyatt,  Joy,  Ken- 
dall, Kimball,  Lane,  Risley,  Rogers,  Sewall,  Silver,  Varney, 
Wardle;  5  Reos,  N.  P.  Brown,  Hopkins,  Musgrove,  Storrs,  J. 
B.  C.  Walker ;  5  Hudsons,  Ash,  Folsom,  Hardwick,  Hawkes, 
Winchester ;  5  Overlands,  E.  A.  Abbott,  H.  B.  Chase,  C.  O.  Mil- 
ler, O'Sullivan,  Whittier ;  3  Buicks,  Payne,  Skinner,  Woodman ; 
3  Studebakers,  A.  H.  Brown,  Hoskins,  Johnston — (You  nat- 
urally would  expect  these  last  two  to  drive  the  same  type  of 
car) — 2  Cadillacs,  Burns,  Drew;  2  Chevrolet,  Risley,  Sleeper; 
2  Haynes,  Cushman,  Sears ;  2  Maxwells,  Boston,  Martin ;  2 
Whites,  Barney,  Richardson ;  1  Oakland,  Hoskins ;  1  Winton, 
Irving ;  1  Dodge,  Leavitt ;  1  Stanley  Steamer,  Parker ;  1  Colum- 
bus Electric,  Sargeant ;  1  Stoddard  Dayton,  Sleeper ;  1  Saxon, 
Staley ;  1  Pullman  Jr.,  F.  A.  Walker ;  1  American  Underhung 
and  1  Baker  Electric,  Wason ;  1  Franklin,  Wiggin ;  1  Oldsmo- 
bile,  T.  W.  Chase ;  1  Packard,  Lane. 

Manufacturer  Hodge  and  Schoolmaster  Joy  call  their  cars 
"a  Fliver,"  Railroader  Kendall  "a  Henry,"  Schoolmaster  Silver 
"a  Universal"  and  "Rab"  Abbott  went  so  far  as  to  say  he 
didn't  run  an  auto,  but  had  a  "Ford,"  still  we  put  them  down 


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as  Fords  and  the  Ford  people  might  be  interested  to  know 
that  Dr.  Hyatt  has  run  the  same  Ford  for  five  years  and  that 
Dr.  Sewall  says,  "I  run  my  Ford  after  having  had  several  autos 
run  me  for  the  past  7-8  years"  and  that  one  distinguished  doc- 
tor like  Lane  is  not  afraid  to  leave  a  Ford  under  cover  in  the 
same  garage  with  his  Packard. 

By  size  of  families  the  division  is  this :  five  children  fami- 
lies 1  ;  four  children  2;  three  children  11  ;  two  children  12;  one 
child  9;  no  child  13 ;  bachelors  8.  In  each  of  the  first  five  groups 
the  number  of  families  possessing  autos  is  exactly  50%  of  those 
in  the  particular  group.  In  the  no  child  group  the  percentage 
drops  to  41,  in  the  bachelor  group  to  30%,  and  of  the  last,  four 
are  doctors. 

The  number  of  water  users  surprises.  Barstow  keeps  a 
skiff,  Burns  a  rowboat,  Crolius  rows  on  the  Monongahela, 
Huck's  limit  is  a  dory,  but  he  has  hopes  of  a  real  motor-boat 
with  its  painter  hitched  to  his  dock  at  Gloucester,  Whittier  has 
a  flat-bottomed  boat  on  the  Sound,  Croker  has  a  real  motor-boat 
at  North  Weymouth,  Currier  a  26-foot  cabin  power  dory  on 
the  Merrimack,  W.  R.  Eastman  both  steers  a  motor-boat  and 
sails  a  yacht  on  Lake  Champlain,  Musgrove  keeps  a  motor-boat 
on  Newfound  Lake  and  Sleeper  is  a  real  cruising  yachtsman 
every  summer  though  not  technically  the  owner.  That's  broad- 
ening out  for  a  lot  of  land-lubber  collegians.  The  Hon.  Mr. 
Musgrove  has  gone  the  farthest  of  all.  He  drives  a  horse,  runs 
an  auto  and  steers  a  motor-boat. 

T.  A.  Lynch  "Tim"  has  been  teaching  as  usual  a  few  boys 

to  read,  write  and  "figger,"  the  few  being  hun- 
dreds. Instead  of  taking  a  vacation,  he  was  Principal  of  the 
Bigelow  Summer  Review  School,  a  continuation  school  which 
saved  seventy-five  per  cent  of  the  boys  one  year  of  school.  "It's 
the  best  thing  for  retarded  children,"  says  Tim,  "and  is  ac- 
knowledged by  all  the  best  educators  as  a  great  thing."  The 
consequence  of  this  vacation  work  was  that  Tim  got  his  own 
vacation  by  living  down  at  Winthrop,  at  the  shore,  and  going 
back  and  forth  to  his  school,  varying  it  by  harbor  trips  to  Nan- 


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tasket.  He  didn't  even  get  a  chance  to  drive  his  $500  colt, 
grandson  of  Benger;  and  he  is  thinking  of  selling  him  for  cash 
or  swapping  for  a  Ford.     Are  there  any  Ford  takers? 

H.  L.  Lyster  Herbert  still  runs  the  creamery.     Business  has 

been  as  usual.  He  didn't  get  any  vacation,  but 
did  get  in  a  little  trip  to  St.  Johnsbury  once.  He  saw  H.  O. 
French  at  that  time.  He  is  a  village  trustee  and  also  clerk  of 
the  school  board,  which  indicates  that  he  got  the  Tucker  inspira- 
tion for  public  service,  while  at  Dartmouth. 

L.  A.  Martin         "Fod"  has  been  attempting  to  develop  a  Junior 

High  School,  inaugurating  an  Agricultural 
Course,  besides  his  usual  work.  He  also  worked  during  vaca- 
tion season  in  Bridgeport,  and  once  while  waiting  for  his  train  in 
the  station  bumped  into  "Mot"  Sargeant  and  had  a  soul- warm- 
ing chat.  Referring  to  the  war  and  his  youth  in  Germany, 
"Fod"  says  :— 

"I  spent  the  summer  in  Bridgeport  in  the  very  heart  of  the  ammuni- 
tion district  of  New  England.  Strikes  came  to  be  like  meals  in  a  res- 
taurant, continuous,  nauseating,  and  destructive  to  all  except  the  owner. 
Eventually  they  left  practically  no  sensation  except  a  desire  for  the  end. 
My  experiences  in  Germany  were  at  an  age  when  I  was  scarcely  able 
to  draw  conclusions.  My  powers  of  observation  were  rather  acute, 
however.  I  think  now  I  understand  a  matter  which  seriously  puzzled 
me  then,  viz.,  why  all  the  lads  played  practically  no  games  except  those 
which  involved  tin  soldiers.  They  know  the  war  game.  Hence  they 
may  win  in  Europe.  God  grant  they  may  never  tackle  America,  for 
it  will  be  a  terrible  lesson  to  both  contestants." 

C.  O.  Miller,  Jr.  Carl  is  still  Secretary  and  Treasurer  and  a  di- 
rector in  the  C.  O.  Miller  Co.,  and  for  research 
during  the  year  he  has  endeavored  with  some  success  to  improve 
the  facilities  and  equipment  and  efficiency  of  the  Company.  The 
change  of  home  which  he  and  Mrs.  Miller  made  to  New  Canaan 
has  been  the  right  thing,  and  they  are  very  comfortable  and  well, 
and  plan  to  continue  there  for  another  year  or  two  before  locat- 
ing permanently.     Carl  has  given  up  the  Treasurership  of  the 


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Presbyterian  Church  after  nine  years'  service.  He  still  remains 
a  member  of  the  Board  of  Trustees.  He  is  Director  of  the 
Fidelity  Title  &  Trust  Co.,  belongs  to  Wee  Burn  Golf  Club, 
Stamford  Yacht  Club,  Stamford  Suburban  Club  (City  Club), 
New  York  Dartmouth  and  D.  K.  E.  Clubs.  So  you  see  he  has 
a  whole  lot  of  active  interest  outside  of  business.  Notwith- 
standing he  found  time  to  run  for  School  Board  on  Progressive 
ticket,  but  was  defeated. 

Most  all  of  their  spare  time,  he  and  Mrs.  Miller  have  used 
for  auto  trips.  With  two  friends,  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Gilman,  form- 
erly of  the  Bryn  Mawr  faculty,  they  made  the  trip  up  the  Con- 
necticut to  Hanover,  spent  a  night  and  part  of  a  day  there. 
Were  delighted  with  the  "made  over"  Inn,  and  the  beautiful 
new  Tuck  Drive  and  progressive  features  about  the  college. 
Had  pleasure  of  meeting  Dr.  Nichols,  Prof.  Bartlett,  and  Homer 
Keyes  '00,  who  was  kind  enough  to  open  the  buildings  for  their 
inspection.  It  gratified  him  to  see  everything  so  prosperous. 
From  Hanover,  they  went  to  Waterbury,  Vt.,  climbed  Mt.  Mans- 
field. Then  their  route  lay  via  Burlington,  the  Hero  Islands, 
Chazy,  Plattsburg,  Ausable  Chasm,  Elizabethtown  to  Lake 
George,  thence  via  Albany  to  Lenox  and  via  Hartford  to  New 
Canaan.  It  was  a  fine  trip,  900  miles.  Later  Carl  had  a  little 
vacation  with  a  Princeton  friend  at  Twilight  Park  in  Catskills 
for  golf,  tennis,  and  rest.  Luke  Varney,  Hawley  Chase,  and 
Witte  '98,  who  seems  happy  and  prosperous,  are  the  only  ones 
he  reports  seeing. 

Carl  owns  a  lot  at  Shippan  Point,  destined  for  a  summer 
place,  but  since  he  has  rented  the  country  home  at  New  Canaan, 
the  other  is  lying  fallow.  The  best  part  of  his  report  and  letter 
is  contained  at  the  end  where  he  says,  "Our  little  Mary  Louise 
seems  to  be  doing  fine,  and  Mrs.  Miller  and  myself  have  added 
pounds  to  our  weight  since  we  went  to  New  Canaan." 

H.  A.  Miller         Peddy's    capacity     for    strenuous    and     worth- 
while   work    is    remarkable.       Since    going    to 
Oberlin   a  year  ago,   he   has   established   a  new   department   of 
sociology,  given  the  following  addresses,  lectures  and  sermons : 

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"The  Cause  of  the  War",  at  the  Methodist  Church,  Oberlin ;  'The 
Modern  Way  of  Glorifying  God",  and  "Social  and  Religious  Significance 
of  the  War",  before  the  College  Y.  M.  C.  A.;  "Social  Problems",  be- 
fore the  Promotion  Committee  of  the  College  Y.  M.  C.  A. ;  "The 
Change  in  Woman's  Duties",  before  the  College  Equal  Suffrage  League; 
Equal  Suffrage  speech  at  Amherst;  "Socialism  and  the  Church",  First 
Church,  Oberlin;  "Habit",  Rust  Methodist  Church,  Oberlin;  "Other 
Race  Prejudices",  before  the  Douglas  Club,  Oberlin;  "Nationalism" 
and  an  illustrated  lecture  on  Bohemia  and  Russia,  before  the  Cosmo- 
politan Club,  Oberlin ;  "Advantage  of  Difficulties",  Chapel  talk  before 
the  State  School  for  the  Deaf,  Columbus ;  Discussion  before  the  Uni- 
versity section  of  the  Conference  of  Charities  and  Correction,  Colum- 
bus ;  "The  Soul  of  the  Immigrant",  "The  Immigrant  and  Democracy", 
and  "Points  of  a  Good  Job",  before  the  Men's  Forum  of  the  Second 
Church,  Oberlin;  "Health  and  Heredity",  before  the  W.  C.  T.  U., 
Oberlin ;  "America  and  the  Foreign  Student",  before  the  Association 
of  Cosmopolitan  Clubs,  Columbus ;  "Women  and  War",  before  the 
Woman's  Bible  Class,  Olivet,  Mich. ;  "The  Feminist  Movement",  before 
the  New  Century  Club,  Detroit,  Mich. ;  "Why  Study  Socialism",  Ober- 
lin Socialist  Club ;  "Religion  and  Duty",  before  the  Colored  Men's 
Christian  League,  Oberlin;  seven  lectures  on  sociological  subjects,  at 
Fisk  University,  three  lectures  before  the  Woman's  Civic  Class,  Nor- 
walk,  O. ;  "The  Contribution  of  the  Slav",  before  a  joint  meeting  of  the 
Slavonic  peoples  of  Cleveland ;  "National  Freedom",  before  a  meeting 
in  behalf  of  the  Servian  Red  Cross,  Cleveland;  "Righteousness",  before 
the  Polish  Mission,  Cleveland;  "The  Present  Significance  of  John  Hus", 
at  Cleveland,  celebrating  the  five  hundredth  anniversary  of  the  martyr- 
dom of  Hus ;  "Democracy",  and  "Customs  and  Traditions",  at  the 
Hiram  House  Settlement,  Cleveland ;  "The  Limits  of  Socialism",  before 
the  Jewish  Young  People's  Socialist  League,  Cleveland ;  "Responsibil- 
ity for  Jewish  Ideals"  at  the  Hebrew  Free  School  Synagogue,  Cleve- 
land; "South  Slavonic  Freedom",  before  a  joint  meeting  of  the  Servian, 
Croatian,  and  Slavonian  Leagues  of  Cleveland ;  "Some  Problems  of 
Democracy",  at  the  A.  M.  E.  Church,  West  Chester,  Pa. ;  "Play  and 
Playgrounds",  before  the  Playground  Assembly,  West  Chester ;  "Con- 
temporary Religious  Expression",  at  the  Friends  meeting  and  "Pur- 
pose of  Higher  Education",  before  the  High  School,  West  Chester,  Pa. ; 
"Race  Ideals",  at  an  assembly  of  colored  girls  of  the  Pennsylvania  Girls' 
Refuge  Home,  Darlington,  Pa. ;  "The  War  and  America",  before  the 
staff  and  honor  girls  of  the  Refuge  Home;  Chapel  talk,  Tennessee 
Agricultural  and  Normal  College;  talk  before  the  National  Convention 
of  the  Hungarian  Sick  and  Benefit  Association,  Turn  Hall,  West  Side, 
Cleveland ;  Equal  Suffrage  speeches  at  the  Coast  Guard's  Station,  Stone 
Harbor,  N.  J.,  and  in  Pennsylvania  at  Downington,  Parksburg,  New- 
towns    Square,    West    Chester,    Milltown,    Berwyn,    Mt.    Pleasant,    and 


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Mendenhall ;  sermons :  "The  Promise  of  Tragedy",  at  Second  Church, 
Oberlin,  and  "Democracy  and  Religion",  at  the  Congregational  Church, 
Olivet,  Mich. 

Published  the   following  articles : 

Incomes  of  College  Graduates  Fifteen  years  Out  of  College,  Science, 
October,  1914;  Nationalism  in  Poland  and  Bohemia,  North  American 
Review,  December,  1914,  and  translated  into  Bohemian  and  Lithuanian, 
and  published  widely ;  Missionary  Jingoism  and  the  Immigrant,  The 
Shauffler  Memorial,  January,  1915;  The  Slovaks  and  the  Magyars,  The 
American  Bi-Monthly,  February,  1915;  Incomes  of  College  Graduates, 
The  Independent,  February,  1915 ;  The  New  President  of  Fisk  Univer- 
sity, Survey,  March  1915 ;  The  Living  Hus,  published  by  the  combined 
Bohemian  Societies  in  connection  with  the  celebration  of  the  five  hun- 
dredth anniversary  of  the  Martyrdom  of  Hus,  Cleveland ;  The  Bohe- 
mian Character,  a  chapter  in  Bohemia  Under  Hapsbnrg  Misrule,  by 
Thomas  Capek,  Revell;  A  Prophecy  of  Slav  Domination,  New  York 
Times  Sunday  Magazine,  May,  1915 ;  America  and  the  Foreign  Stu- 
dent, Cosmopolitan  Student,  February,  1915;  Nynejsi  Vyznam  Husuv, 
a  translation  of  the  "Significance  of  Hus",  in  the  Bohemian  Daily  Amer- 
ican, July,  1915. 

Attended  the  following  meetings : 

Ohio  Conference  of  Charities  at  Columbus,  in  November ;  Associa- 
tion of  Cosmopolitan  Clubs,  at  Columbus,  in  December;  American  So- 
ciological Society,  Princeton,  N.  J. ;  National  Association  of  University 
Professors,  at  New  York,  in  January,  and  a  meeting  of  Fisk  Univer- 
sity Trustees,  at  New  York,  in  February. 

Probably  the  most  interesting  things  in  the  above  to  a  '99-er 
is  the  publications  in  two  magazines,  both  Science  and  Indepen- 
dent of  Peddy's  study  of  our  incomes.  They  drew  forth  sev- 
eral newspaper  editorials.  That  of  the  New  York  Press  March 
6th  interestingly  ended:  "No  amount  of  learning  and  classroom 
training  can  make  a  thriving  merchant,  a  prosperous  banker,  a 
well-to-do  agriculturist,  of  the  student  who  has  no  business 
inclination  and  displays  no  ability.  But  for  the  capable  indi- 
vidual collegiate  work  is  a  preliminary  step  which  makes  easier 
his  later  career.  It  gives  him  a  broader  view  and  a  firmer  grasp 
of  himself.     The  hard-headed  type  of  self-made  man  may  still 

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assert  that  academic  training  is  a  business  drawback,  yet  the 
world  continues  to  look  to  college  men  for  its  leaders."  Such  a 
public  deduction  repays  for  all  the  inquisition  of  ourselves. 
The  most  dramatic  thing  was  probably  his  talk  before  20,000 
Bohemians  and  people  of  other  Slav  nationalities  at  Gordon 
Park,  Cleveland,  on  July  4th,  at  their  celebration  of  the  five 
hundredth  anniversary  of  the  martyrdom  of  Hus.  The  Slavic 
Gymnastic  Union  composed  of  Bohemians,  Slavonians,  Croa- 
tians,  and  Servians  all  assembled  and  marched  to  the  park  and 
there  was  a  chorus  of  four  hundred  from  the  Slavic  Singing 
Societies.  Peddy  was  the  orator  of  the  day  and  spoke  first, 
the  only  other  person  speaking  in  English  was  Mayor  Baker 
of  Cleveland. 

For  a  vacation  Peddy  Says :  "I  spent  the  summer  in  foreign 
travel  in  Cleveland,  more  interesting  than  Frisco  Fair.  Got 
acquainted  with  a  dozen  or  fifteen  immigrant  groups.  Spent  the 
month  among  (my  kind  of  people)  the  coal  miners  of  Pennsyl- 
vania." As  a  matter  of  fact  he  was  making  a  study  of  transi- 
tion from  Orthodoxy  to  reformed  among  the  Jews. 

Peddy  says  he  is  only  a  politically  interested  private  citi- 
zen. Still  he  is  an  adviser  to  foreign  students  at  Oberlin  and 
has  been  elected  a  member  of  the  Cleveland  Council  of  Soci- 
ology and  member  of  Cleveland  Chamber  of  Commerce  and 
might  very  properly  use  the  plural  of  citizen  in  speaking  of  him- 
self.    October  4th  Peddy  writes: 

Having  never  before  been  so  busy  in  my  life  I  answer  your  letter 
at  once  lest  it  get  put  aside.  I  thank  you  for  the  personal  letter,  and 
I  wish  I  could  write  all  you  wish.  It  is  only  partly  modesty  that  pre- 
vents me,  because  I  am  having  such  an  interesting  time,  of  which  I  am 
personally  a  part,  that  I  enjoy  writing  about  myself. 

1.  I  think  I  wrote  you  after  my  Fourth  of  July  speech,  can't 
remember  whether  I  did  or  not.  The  audience  was  between  fifteen 
and  twenty  thousand.  The  speech  was  printed  in  Bohemian,  so  it 
will  do  no  good  to  send  you  a  copy.  Hus  was  the  first  man  to  make 
the  break  for  intellectual  and  moral  independence  of  the  sort  which 
is  so  dear  to  everyone  now.  He  is  also  the  symbol  of  Bohemian 
nationalism.  We  are  going  to  have  a  big  meeting  at  the  college  next 
Sunday  evening  celebrating  the  anniversary. 


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2.  I  don't  know  of  anything  that  I  would  rather  do  than  have  a 
book  to  my  credit,  and  I  think  that  one  of  these  days  I  shall  have  so 
much  to  say  that  it  will  be  unescapable,  but  I  hate  to  write  just  as 
much  as  I  did  when  I  was  in  college.  And  I  am  willing  to  admit  that 
I  was  fairly  well  occupied  during  the  year  with  fifty-eight  speeches  and 
ten  articles  besides  establishing  myself  in  my  department.  This  is  all 
summarized  in  the  report  of  the  president  which  will  be  printed  about 
the  middle  of  November  when  I  will  send  you  a  copy  of  the  part  con- 
cerning my  activities. 

The  reason  I  am  busy  now  is  that  I  am  for  a  few  weeks  holding 
down  my  job  here  and  making  a  survey  of  the  children  of  foreign 
language  speaking  families  in  Cleveland.  A  very  exhaustive  and  radi- 
cal school  investigation  is  being  made  by  experts  of  the  Russell  Sage 
Foundation  and  they  asked  me  to  do  the  immigrant  part  of  it.  I  said 
I  would  if  they  would  let  me  let  my  report  turn  on  some  of  my  pet 
theories  of  nationalisms,  and  they  said  go  ahead  and  have  not  offered 
a  suggestion.  During  the  summer  I  got  next  to  many  parties  so  that 
no  one  knew  as  well  as  I  where  to  begin.  By  working  four  evenings 
and  Sunday  and  three  afternoons  I  get  in  five  full  days  at  a  very  re- 
spectable per  diem,  which  is  the  first  money  I  have  ever  received  as  an 
expert,  but  it  is  some  strenuous,  as  it  takes  me  from  an  hour  and  a 
half  to  two  hours  to  go  each  way,  but  I  am  getting  some  dope.  We 
have  thirty-one  languages  on  the  string,  and  I  am  persona  grata  with 
almost  every  group  represented, — Jew,  gentile,  free  thinker,  Roman 
Catholic,  Greek  Catholic,  Greek  Orthodox,  Lutheran,  pro-ally  and  anti- 
ally.  I  spent  the  summer  doing  on  my  own  account  much  of  what  I 
am  now  doing  for  the  city.  I  think  you  will  hear  it  drop  when  my  report 
comes  out,  though  of  course  my  stuff  is  a  very  small  part  of  the  whole. 

Hyphenated  citizens  are  not  worrying  me,  not  even  the  Germans, 
but  we  must  remember  that  almost  every  other  alien  we  have  is  anti- 
German,  especially  those  from  Austria.  Last  night  I  attended  a  Polish 
meeting  to  protest  against  Dumba's  butting  in.  The  enclosed  clipping 
from  the  morning  Plain  Dealer  tones  it  down  very  much.  One  thing 
that  most  of  those  who  are  shouting  about  our  small  military  pos- 
sibilities never  have  thought  of,  are  the  thousands  and  thousands  of 
young  men  among  us  who  have  had  full  military  training  in  Europe 
and  who  would  enlist  in  a  minute  for  America.  You  see  with  the  ex- 
ception of  the  Germans,  Scandinavians  and  English, — all  representing 
older  immigration, — all  the  "undesirable"  immigrants  are  subject  people 
who  are  fighting  for  freedom  and  America  is  Free.  How  often  I 
have  heard  them  say  that !  Have  you  read  The  Harbor  by  Earnest 
Poole,  I  think  that  with  the  exception  of  Tolstoy's  War  and  Peace  it 
is  the  best  novel  I  have  ever  read  and  I  know  it  is  absolutely  true.  I 
have   seen  it. 


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At  the  Polish  meeting  last  night  the  question  of  going  on  a  strike 
that  is  called  today  was  raised.  These  men  who  were  many  of  them 
citizens  of  Germany  and  Austria  are  all  against  it.  They  like  nothing 
better  than  to  make  munitions  against  Germany. 

There  are  a  good  many  things  about  which  I  have  no  opinions  and 
some  about  which  I  have  opinions  that  are  no  better  than  anybody's 
else.  I  think  it  is  the  business  of  everybody  to  read  and  think  about 
the  war.  The  changes  in  thought  and  social  valuations  can  be  com- 
pared only  to  those  resulting  from  the  crises  of  the  Protestant  Refor- 
mation and  the  French  Revolution  and  much  depends  on  thinking  out 
the  issues  as  they  are  being  raised.  I  myself  am  very  optimistic  of 
the  eventual  outcome,  unimaginably  horrible  as  the  present  moment  is. 
Sympathetic  with  the  Russians  as  I  am,  I  think  the  defeats  she  has 
been  getting  are  far  the  best  thing  that  could  happen  in  the  direction 
of  the  ultimate  development  of  Russia.  That  part  of  Poland  leading 
up  to  and  including  Vilna  is  where  I  visited  in  the  country. 

I  enclose  some  clippings.  I  have  quite  a  lot  of  speaking  to  do. 
A  paper  at  the  state  conference  of  Charities  and  Correction  early  in 
November  and  directly  after  represent  Oberlin  at  the  inauguration 
of  the  president  of  Fisk  University.  I  hope  some  day  to  be  famous 
enough  so  that  people  will  want  to  pay  me  something  for  my  line  of 
talk.  So  far  it  is  almost  all  part  of  burning  desire  to  make  as  many  peo- 
ple as  possible  see  a  little  straight.  I  like  to  talk  now  that  few  people 
know  as  much  as  I  do  in  my  field  for  they  sit  up  and  take  notice,  and 
what  I  call  work  almost  anyone  would  be  willing  to  pay  good  money 
to  go  along  to  see.  Few  people  get  as  much  out  of  a  trip  to  Europe 
as  I  got  out  of  Cleveland.  Oberlin  inherited  a  clear  two  million  en- 
dowment last  winter  and  next  year  we  expect  a  raise  in  salaries,  but 
even  then  I  shall  be  on  the  lower  side  of  the  class  incomes.  Perhaps 
thus  there  is  an  evener  division  than  if  it  were  otherwise. 

We  are  all  of  us  exceedingly  well.  No  one  could  have  better  chil- 
dren than  ours.  From  the  first  day  of  August  to  the  fourth  day  of 
September  Gustova  covered  the  whole  first  grade  work  and  is  now 
holding  her  own   in   second  grade. 

Saw  Jerry's  Best  Seller  in  Scribner's,  but  you  may  imagine  I  don't 
read   much  these   days. 

Best  wishes  to  you  and  Bill  and  the  rest  of  the  crowd.  This  is 
the  first  fall  for  twenty  years  that  I  haven't  been  to  every  football 
game  of  the  season.     Peddy. 

The  Polish  meeting  Peddy  speaks  of  was  of  1000  Poles 
held  in  Polish  National  Hall,  Cleveland,  October  3rd.  Peddy 
was  among  the  speakers.  At  another  meeting  of  the  Cleve- 
land Slavonians,  Croatians,  and  Servians,  at  which  Dr.  Nicholas 


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Velimirovich,  representative  of  the  South  Slavic  committee  of 
London,  was  principal  speaker,  the  South  Slavs  pledged  them- 
selves to  hold  aloof  from  machinations  of  foreign  agents  and  to 
use  every  effort  to  establish  in  Europe  an  independent  govern- 
ment to  be  known  as  South  Slavia ;  Peddy  in  a  speech  made 
the  prediction  that  the  conclusion  of  the  war  would  see  the  real- 
ization of  the  South  Slavs'  long  fight  for  autonomy.  Peddy 
has  a  date  with  Dr.  Velimirovich  in  Belgrade  the  first  summer 
after  the  war. 

November  1st  Peddy  writes:  "In  last  six  weeks  have  done 
all  my  teaching,  made  three  more  formal  addresses,  one  at  De- 
troit, written  a  paper  to  be  read  at  conference  of  Charities  in 
Dayton  Friday,  and  done  twenty-seven  and  one-half  days'  work 
in  Cleveland.  I  consider  that  some  pace.  I  go  to  Nashville, 
Tenn.,  next  week  to  represent  Oberlin  at  the  inauguration  of  the 
President  of  Fisk  University,  my  old  stamping  ground.  After 
that  leisure." 

November  30  he  continues :  "On  Friday  I  finished  my  re- 
port for  the  survey  on  the  school  and  the  immigrant.  It  will 
not  be  a  book,  but  a  booklet,  and  is  on  the  whole  the  best  thing 
I  have  ever  done.  It  is  very  interesting  to  write  when  you 
know  that  no  one  else  in  the  world  knows  exactly  the  thing 
you  do  and  also  when  you  are  sure  it  is  going  to  be  published 
without  a  single  rejection,  though  it  may  have  to  be  revised. 
It  also  has  the  virtue  of  putting  us  out  of  the  Ford  class." 

'99-ers  have  heard  many  names  mentioned  as  successors 
to  President  Nichols.  Why  wouldn't  our  "Pedagogue"  be  a 
good  man  for  the  place?  His  work,  his  ability,  his  experience 
seem  to  be  qualifying  him  for  just  such  a  position.  He  was 
once  offered  the  presidency  of  Fisk.  He  has  youth  and  the 
strength  needed  for  such  a  straining  position.  Furthermore  he 
has  the  right  nickname  "Pedagogue".  Isn't  that,  after  all,  what 
a  president  of  a  great  college  should  be? 

F.  A.  Musgrove     "Mushy's"  chief  achievement  has  been  the  com- 
pletion of  his  new  $50,000  block  on  the  site  of 
the  C.   P.  Chase  property,  on  April   1.     Warren   was  there  the 


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day  it  was  opened,  and  some  of  the  ladies  of  the  town  were  cel- 
ebrating the  event  with  a  cake  sale  in  the  new  postoffice  quar- 
ters. Besides  the  postoffice  and  the  Dartmouth  Press,  John 
McCarthy  runs  a  barber  shop  and  pool  room  in  the  basement, 
and  there  is  a  tea  room  there  also, — think  of  it  in  Hanover ! 
The  telegraph  office  is  on  the  second  floor.  On  the  second  floor 
are  also  seven  business  concerns,  fourteen  students,  one  fam- 
ily ;  the  third  floor  has  a  big  hall,  and  the  Young  Men's  Club. 
The  building  is  arranged  to  extend  upward  to  height  of  nine- 
teen stories.  At  present  there  are  no  elevators.  "Some  land- 
lord" this  makes  "Mushy".  It  sits  lightly  upon  him.  He  was 
elected  State  Senator  Fifteenth  District  in  1915-1916,  and  also 
to  School  Board  to  take  place  of  Professor  Fay.  Notwithstand- 
ing the  salubrity  of  Hanover  for  summer  vacationing,  "Mushy" 
has  bought  a  cottage  over  on  New  Found  Lake,  in  town  of  He- 
bron. Fishing  is  good  there,  and  "Mushy"  has  a  motor  boat  to 
tire  out  the  fish.  His  latest  thing  was  to  preside  as  toastmaster 
at  the  Annual  Banquet  of  the  Young  Men's  Club  of  Hanover 
held  at  Inn,  December  29. 

Ninety-nine  ClassThe  total  collections  for  the  Class  of  1899 
Fund :  One  Year  Fund  for  the  year  which  closed  with  Com- 
mencement, 1915,  were  $571.00.  The  total  ex- 
pense of  collection  was  $29.85. 

To  the  127  names  on  our  books,  (97  graduates,  30  non- 
graduate)  the  Committee  sent  out  three  calls, — March  27,  May 
10,  and  June  7,  respectively.  All  of  these  calls  were  accom- 
panied by  stamped,  addressed,  return  envelopes. 

The  $571.00  was  contributed  by  39  men  out  of  these  127. 

Of   the   graduates : 

33  (34%)  contributed. 

17  (18%)  gave    reasons    for    not    contributing;    made    promises    for 

the    future,    or    declined    to    contribute. 
47  (48%)  were   not   heard   from. 
Of  the  non-graduates : 

6  (20%)  contributed. 

3   (10%)  gave    reasons    for    not    contributing;    made    promises    for 
the    future,    or    declined    to    contribute. 
21   (70%)  were   not   heard    from. 

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In  accordance  with  a  vote  of  the  Class,  the  year's  contribu- 
tions have  been  turned  over  to  the  Treasurer  of  Dartmouth  Col- 
lege, as  a  part  of  the  Alumni  Fund  on  the  Tucker  Foundation. 
Only  the  income  is  to  be  used ;  the  principal  is  to  be  kept  intact 
as  the  Class  of  1899  Fund. 

The  report  of  the  Committee  of  the  Alumni  Council  in 
charge  of  this  Fund,  shortly  to  be  issued,  will  show  the  results 
of  the  campaign  among  the  Alumni  in  general  and  the  part 
played  by  the  Class  of  1899  in  those  results. 

The  work  of  the  year  may  be  summarized  as  follows : — 

1.  We  fell  short  by  $429  of  our  first  goal  "$1000  by  June, 
1915." 

2.  But  it  is  still  perfectly  possible  for  us  to  attain  our 
final  goal  "$10,000  in  ten  years." 

3.  With  reference  to  the  general  Alumni  Fund,  '99  was 
well  up  towards  the  head  in  point  of  actual  contributions,  and 
really  at  the  head  in  percentage  of  members  contributing. 

4.  And  we  got  this  result  in  spite  of  the  fact  that  only 
one-third  of  the  class  were  sufficiently  interested  to  contribute, 
and  that  more  than  one-half  of  the  class  displayed  no  interest 
whatever. 

Your  Committee  will  shortly  start  the  campaign  for  1916. 
To  you  who  contributed  we  extend  the  thanks  of  the  Class,  and 
our  encouragement  to  redoubled  efforts.  As  to  the  silent  ma- 
jority, we  call  upon  you  to  break  your  silence. 

The  year  1916  promises  to  be  one  of  improved  material 
prosperity.  Let  that  prosperity  be  reflected  in  this  Fund.  The 
need  of  the  college  is  great;  its  need  is  our  opportunity.  Up, 
men  of  '99,  and  meet  it. 

A  List  of  all  Contributors  Follows  : 


A.  M.  Abbott 

Cushman 

Greenwood 

Asakawa 

H.  H.  Dearborn 

Hoban 

Atwood 

Donahue 

Hodgkins 

Barney 

E.  Eastman 

Hopkins 

Barstow 

W.    F.    Eaton 

Kendall 

Beal 

Evans 

Leavitt 

N.  P.  Brown 

Ford 

Lynch 

Clark 

Gannon 

Lyster 

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H.  A.  Miller 

Sears 

Norton 

Sewall 

Oakes 

Silver 

Osgood 

Staley 

Richardson 

Storrs 

Sturtevant 

Surrey 

Wardle 

Whittier 

Winchester 

Kenneth  Beal 

Willis  B.  Hodgkins 

T.  A.  Lynch 

James  P.  Richardson,   (Class  Agent) 

Fund  Committee 

A.  H.  W.  Norton  Doc's  report  proceeds  to  set  down  the  names  of 

two  youngsters  not  recorded  in  the  secretary's 
archives ;  that  his  travels  have  consisted  of  a  trip  to  Galveston 
to  see  his  brother ;  that  he  spent  his  vacation  in  his  own  front 
yard ;  that  though  he  is  perfectly  satisfied  to  use  street  cars 
for  himself,  yet  he  keeps  a  pony  for  his  boys,  then  adds  in  his 
letter: — "You  note  some  family  additions.  You  know  (or 
maybe  you  don't  know)  that  I  was  married  on  May  22,  1912, 
to  Miss  Katherine  Satcher  of  this  place  as  I  inferred  to  you  in 
my  letter  of  that  date,  but  there  is  so  much  chaff  in  my  letters 
I  guess  you  have  a  hard  time  making  much  of  them.  Anyway 
my  family  is  my  largest,  most  precious  and  most  promising  pos- 
session. I  have  not  yet  carried  out  my  plans  of  moving,  nor 
have  I  changed  them,  but  circumstances  constantly  get.  in  the 
way  so  I  put  it  off  from  season  to  season,  and  year  to  year.  I 
expect  to  locate  eventually  near  the  foot  or  maybe  half  way  up 
some  of  the  larger  peaks  of  the  Sierra  Nevadas,  whether  Shasta 
or  Whitney  I  am  not  yet  certain.  The  mountain  country  calls 
to  me  more  and  more  all  the  time,  but  just  now  I  am  too  busy 
giving  oil  leases  on  some  scraps  of  land  I  have  here  with  great 
hopes  and  expectations,  maybe  air  castles,  but  things  are  active 
hereabout  just  now,  and  if  this  develops  as  an  oil  field,  why  it 
will  be  the  making  of  the  town.  We  need  something  of  the 
sort  to  cheer  us  up  over  the  Mexican  situation.  I  hope  the 
football  team  will  keep  up  its  good  work  of  last  year.  I  see  they 
carried  off  the  first  game  by  a  good  score.     I  will  write  again 


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shortly,  that  is  if  I  don't  get  a  gusher,  in  that  event  I  shall  have 
to  do  the  gushing  myself.  Give  my  kind  regards  to  all  the  boys. 
I  would  like  to  have  frequent  rag-chews  with  all  of  'em." 

E.  L.  Nye  "Bill"  has  worked  as  hard  as  usual.     He  went 

out  to  the  convention  of  local  agents  in  Indian- 
apolis ;  other  than  this  took  no  vacation.  Middleton  '98  is  with 
Phandler  Co.  in  Rochester,  he  puts  in ;  then  adds  in  his  letter : — 
"I  am  sorry  that  my  report  must  be  colorless,  but  it  is  neverthe- 
less correct.  Everything  is  going  very  smoothly  with  me.  I 
certainly  would  like  to  get  over  to  Boston,  and  intend  to  make 
it  at  some  no  very  distant  date.  I  expect  at  that  time  to  give 
myself  the  pleasure  of  calling  on  you  and  other  Dartmouth 
men." 

L.  S.  Oakes  "Lute"   has   completed    his   three   and   one-half 

years'  contract  on  the  Calumet  Sag  Channel  of 
Chicago.  October  3  he  wrote,  "We  are  just  about  ail  through 
here  and  I  leave  this  week  for  Minneapolis,  then  on  to  Port- 
land, Ore.,  for  October  20,  my  wedding  day.  There  is  very 
little  work  in  sight,  no  railroad  work  to  speak  of.  We  have 
some  irrigation  and  drainage  jobs  that  will  hold  over  another 
year,  but  most  of  our  work  will  be  completed  this  fall." 

"Lute"  probably  carries  off  the  prize  for  travelling  mileage. 
He  has  been  coast  to  coast  twice,  and  also  south  of  Illinois  to 
Nebraska,  Tennessee  and  Southern  Ohio.  He  was  east  for  a 
ten  days'  visit  in  February,  and  once  again  in  September  upcn 
the  sudden  death  of  his  brother-in-law,  Dr.  Burbridge,  of 
Woodstock,  Vt.  On  his  trip  west  he  saw  both  "Cush"  and 
Smith. 

October  20  "Lute"  ws  married  to  Miss  Anna  Louise  Kurtz, 
daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Thomas  Crofts  Kurtz,  of  Portland, 
Ore.  It  was  a  simple  home  ceremony,  performed  by  Rev. 
Oswald  Taylor  of  the  Grace  Memorial  Church,  before  only  the 
nearest  relatives  and  friends.  (We  quote  from  the  Oregon 
Daily  Journal,  October  21,  1915)  :  "During  the  few  years'  res- 
idence in  Portland  the  bride  has  won  many  friends,  particularly 

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in  Irvington  Circles,  where  the  family  reside.  Among  her  activ- 
ities have  been  tennis,  rose  culture  and  philanthropic  work." 
These  are  some  of  the  "particulars"  "Lute"  skipped.  Otherwise 
we  like  his  own  narration,  save  for  the  rattle  at  the  end,  better. 
November  22,  he  writes: — 


I  left  St.  Paul  on  the  9th  of  October  in  company  with  two  cousins, 
the  Misses  Armstrong  of  St.  Paul,  and  Harry  Magee  of  St.  Paul,  my 
best  man.  As  the  wedding  was  on  the  20th  of  October,  we  had  a  whole 
week  in  Portland.  It  was  a  grand  week  and  such  a  jolly  good  time 
for  all.     Met  Bishop   Sumner  at  Portland. 

After  the  wedding  we  went  to  "Frisco"  then  to  Santa  Barbara, 
Los  Angeles,  San  Diego,  Coronado,  Riverside,  Grand  Canyon  of  Ari- 
zona and  Kansas  City.  In  all  I  was  gone  five  weeks.  Every  day  was 
of  interest  to  us  and  not  a  rainy  one,  although  it  rained  in  the  evening 
two  or  three  times. 

We  enjoyed  the  "Frisco"  Exposition,  especially  the  beautiful  grounds 
and  very  artistic  buildings.  The  lighting  of  the  grounds  and  buildings 
at  night  was  wonderfully  fine.  The  San  Diego  Exposition  was  on  a 
much  smaller  scale  than  at  "Frisco"  but  it  had  its  charms  and  beauties. 

From  Los  Angeles  we  roamed  by  motor  through  the  wonderful 
fruit  groves,  over  the  fine  roads  and  to  some  of  the  old  missions.  At 
the  Grand  Canyon  we  made  the  descent  of  the  Hermit  Trail,  stopping 
over  night  in  the  Canyon  and  returned  to  the  rim  the  next  day.  It  was 
a  fine  trip  and  well  worth  the   few  hardships. 

We  have  just  taken  a  furnished  duplex  house  apartment  in  St. 
Paul,  and  by  the  first  of  December  hope  to  be  living  the  real  life  of 
a  married  man. 

It  is  almost  needless  for  me  to  say  that  I  have  just  spent  the 
happiest  five  weeks  of  my  life,  except  as  it  may  be  an  "eye  opener"  to 
you.  Remember  1919  is  not  very  far  away.  You  had  better  get  busy. 
Yours  sincerely,  Luther  Oakes. 

P.  M.  Osgood     Paul   has   been    faithful   to   his   test   tubes   and 

furnaces  during  the  year.  The  only  time  he 
has  been  unfaithful  was  when  he  attended  the  National  Exposi- 
tion of  Chemical  Industries  in  New  York  City,  September  24- 
25,  and  during  his  vacation  at  Pemaquid,  Maine,  where  he 
walked,  fished  and  picked  berries,  and  pictured  the  scenery  and 
his  friends.  He  reports  hving  seen  "Huck"  at  his  office  and 
home,  "Long  Jim"  and  "Donny"  et  al  at  Intercollegiate  Smoker 


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of  the  Club,  at  Pop  Concert,  and  adds  with  respect  to  question 
24,  "Huck's  attempts  to  make  his  new  house  at  Gloucester 
water  tight  are  almost  tragic." 

W.  D.  O'Sullivan  "Sully"  has  been  very  busy  acting  as  salesman, 

auto  accessories,  and  doing  well  at  it.  He  has 
been  in  that  business  for  several  years.  Last  spring  in  April 
he  organized  and  conducted  a  minstrel  show  for  the  Catholic 
Young  Men's  Association.  It  was  called  "An  Evening  Out". 
He  had  a  fifteen-piece  orchestra,  trained  the  chorus,  had  a 
dozen  specialties,  orchestrated  many  of  the  best  popular  songs 
for  the  show.  It  was  a  great  hit.  This  was  just  three  weeks 
after  the  "Round  Up,"  so  probably  that  had  something  to  do 
with  the  success.  In  September  he  motored  up  through  the 
mountains  and  came  down  through  Hanover.  It  was  the  first 
time  he  had  been  there  since  being  graduated.  "My,  didn't  my 
eyes  stick  out!  But  when  I  walked  over  towards  the  corner 
where  Lew  Mead's  Drug  Store  used  to  stand,  and  asked  a 
couple  of  students  if  they  had  seen  Mr.  Cavanaugh  anywhere 
about,  they  touched  their  hats  and  gravely  said,  'No,  sir.'  That 
'no,  sir'  just  bowled  me  over.  I  replied,  'Am  I  as  old  as  all 
that?'    Why,  George,  that  made  me  seem  as  old  as  Methusalah." 

D.  W.  Parker        Dave   modestly    reports    "progressive    increase," 

and  is  the  only  physician  who  has  not  had  his 
business  affected  by  the  war.  Dave  has  a  new  daughter  Mary 
Woodbury  born  July  31,  1915.  For  a  vacation  Dave  went  to 
the  shore  for  July,  and  in  September  he  went  up  to  Hanover 
for  Dartmouth  night.  Dave  makes  a  gay  looking,  erect  captain 
of  the  Governor's  staff,  and  has  learned  to  keep  his  toes  turned 
outward  as  though  they  always  had  been  accustomed  to  so 
doing,  and  can  now  walk  a  mile  and  a  half,  if  necessary,  without 
getting  snarled  up  with  his  military  sword.  The  Boston  Record 
had  a  half  page  of  photos  of  Foundation  Day  Exercises  at 
Exeter,  October  14,  and  one  of  them  shows  Dave  in  all  his 
military  magnificence.  What  memories  it  must  have  awakened 
in  the  heart  of  former  Maj.  R.  P.  Johnston!    October  28,  Dave 

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had  the  misfortune  to  have  his  car,  as  he  was  journeying  to  a 
medical  meeting  in  Boston,  run  into  by  another  car  and  badly 
wrecked.  Mrs.  Parker  and  a  Miss  Cummings,  riding  with  him, 
were  thrown  out.  Dave  was  thrown  against  the  wind  shield  and 
severely  bruised  about  the  face.  Dave's  younger  daughter,  who 
was  upon  a  pillow  in  a  basket  in  the  tonneau,  came  through  the 
accident  unhurt,  and  fortunately  the  injury  to  the  ladies  was 
not  serious. 

R.  W.  Payne        Celery  has  had  a  busy  year.     For  vacationings 

he  had  a  little  fishing  up  in  Vermont,  and  in 
summer  was  for  a  while  at  the  shore.  He  has  made  two  trips 
from  Greenfield  to  the  shore  in  his  car,  and  recommends  highly 
the  new  Mohawk  Trail  for  perfection  of  road  bed  and  scenery. 

R.  Pearl  "Jonn    Philip   Sousa"   Pearl   writes : 

"My  work  this  past  year  has  been,  in  general,  along  much  the  same 
lines  that  I  have  been  following  for  a  number  of  years  past.  The  titles 
of  the  publications  indicate  sufficiently  what  has  been  accomplished. 
I  have  made  no  stirring  discovery  during  the  year,  but  such  things  do 
not  turn  up  every  year.  The  nearest  thing  to  it  is  perhaps  to  be 
regarded  the  work  I  have  been  doing  on  the  general  problem  of  sex. 
I  have  been  trying  to  run  down  the  biological  and  chemical  views  of 
feminism,  so  to  speak.  It  has  been  possible  to  go  quite  a  reasonable 
step  in  the  direction  of  isolating  a  definite  chemical  substance  which 
keeps  females  female.  It  is  a  material  elaborated  in  certain  glands.  If 
these  go  out  of  business  for  any  reason  the  female  promptly  takes  on 
male  characteristics,  these  sometimes  point  very  far  indeed.  I  fancy 
that  certain  especially  vinegary  old  maids  have  these  glands  only  micro- 
scopically developed." 

The  following  list  of  papers  published  since  fall  1914  in- 
dicate high  pressure  activity : 

Studies  on  the  Physiology  of  Reproduction  in  the  Domestic  Fowl. 
VIII. — On  Some  Physiological  Effects  of  Ligation,  Section  or  Removal 
of  the  Oviduct.  Jour.  Exper.  Zool.,  Vol.  17,  pp.  395-424.  1914.  (With 
M.  R.  Curtis.) 

Studies  on  the  Physiology  of  Reproduction  in  the  Domestic  Fowl. 
IX. — On  the  Effect  of  Corpus  Luteum  Substance  Upon  Ovulation  in 
the  Fowl.  Jour,  of  Biological  Chemistry,  Vol.  XIX.,  No.  2,  pp.  263-278. 
1914.     (With  F.  M.  Surface.) 

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On  the  Law  Relating  Milk  Flow  to  Age  in  Dairy  Cattle.  Proc.  Soc. 
Exper.  Biol.  &  Med.  Vol.  XII,  pp.   18-19.     1914. 

On  the  Refractive  Index  of  the  Serum  in  a  Guinea-Chicken  Hy- 
brid. Proc.  Soc.  Exp.  Biol.  &  Med.  Vol.  XII,  p.  48.  1914.  (With 
J.  W.   Gowen.) 

Breeding  for  Winter  Eggs.  Farm  &  Home,  Vol.  XXXVI,  pp.  63 
and  75.     1915. 

Brief  Report  of  Progress  on  Animal  Husbandry  Investigations  in 
1914.     Me.  Agr.  Expt.  Stat.  Circular  503,  Dec,   1914.     pp.   1-11. 

Studies  on  Oat  Breeding.  II. — Selection  within  Pure  Lines.  Ann. 
Rept.  Me.  Agr.  Expt.  Stat.  1915.  pp.  1-40.  (By  F.  M.  Surface  & 
R.  Pearl.) 

Interpolation  as  a  Means  of  Approximation  to  the  Gamma  Func- 
tion for  High  Values  of  N.  Science,  N.  S.  Vol.  XLI,  No.  1057,  pp. 
506-507.     Apr.  2,  1915. 

A  Case  of  Assumption  of  Male  Secondary  Sex  Characters  by  a 
Cow.     Science.     N.  S.  Vol  XLI,  pp.  615-616.     Apr.  23,  1915. 

Growth  Variation  in  Maize.  Proc.  Nat.  Acad.  Sci.,  Vol.  1,  pp.  222- 
226.     April,  1915.     (R.  P.  &  F.  M.  Surface.) 

Mendelian  Inheritance  of  Fecundity  in  the  Domestic  Fowl,  and 
Average  Flock  Production.     Amer.  Nat.,  Vol.  XLIX,  pp.  306-317.     1915. 

Sex  Studies  VII. — On  the  Assumption  of  Male  Secondary  Char- 
acters by  a  Cow  with  Cystic  Degeneration  of  the  Ovaries.  Me.  Agr. 
Expt.  Stat.  Ann.  Rept.,  1915,  pp.  65-80.     (R.  P.  &  F.  M.  Surface.) 

Studies  on  the  Physiology  of  Reproduction  in  the  Domestic  Fowl. 
XIII. — On  the  Failure  of  Extract  of  Pituitary  Body  (Anterior  Lobe)  to 
Activate  the  Resting  Ovary.  Jour.  Biol.  Chem.,  Vol.  XXI,  No.  1,  pp. 
95-101.     1915.     (R.  P.  &  F.  M.  Surface.) 

Dynamic  Evolution.  A  Review.  Jour,  of  Heredity.  Vol.  VI,  No. 
6,  pp.  254-256,  1915. 

Studies  on  the  Physiology  of  Reproduction  in  the  Domestic  Fowl. 
X. — Further  Data  on  Somatic  and  Genetic  Sterility.  Jour.  Exper.  Zool., 
Vol.  19,  No.  1,  pp.  45-59.     1915.     (M.  R.  Curtis  &  R.  P.) 

Studies  on  Bean  Breeding.  1.  Standard  Types  of  Yellow-eye 
Beans.  Me.  Agr.  Exp.  Stat.  Ann.  Rept.,  1915,  pp.  161-176  (Bulletin  239). 
(With  F.  M.  Surface.) 

Breeding  for  Sex.     Hoard's  Dairyman.     Vol.  L,  p.  71,  Aug.  13,  1915. 

Studies  on  Inbreeding.  VI.  Some  Further  Considerations  Regard- 
ing Cousins  and  Related  Kinds  of  Mating.  Amer.  Nat.  Vol.  XLIX,  pp. 
570-575.     1915. 

Growth  and  Variation  in  Maize.  Zeitsch.  f.  ind.  Abst.  u.  Vereb. 
lehre.  Bd.  XTV,  Heft  3  &  4.     1915.     (With  F.  M.  Surface.) 

Tn   addition    Raymond   has   two   books   in   press   with    Mac- 
Millan  to  be  out  before  the  end  of  the  year,  titles :  "Modes  of 

no 


Research  in  Genetics,"  "Diseases  of  Poultry."  Pearl  says,  as 
you  can  readily  see,  these  should  be  in  the  hands  of  every  '99-er. 
Do  you  wonder  he  hasn't  had  any  vacation  ?  How  he  gets  time 
with  Tony  Willard  to  be  a  member  of  the  Democratic  Town 
Committee,  member  Advisory  Committee  Layman's  Christian 
Federation  of  Maine  (His  guaranty  of  respectability  as  he  puts 
it)  you  don't  quite  see.  For  honors  he  has  been  elected  to  the 
American  Philosophical  Society  of  Philadelphia.  Of  this  Pearl 
says,  "I  suppose  it  is  the  biggest  honor  which  has  come  to  me. 
Election  is  purely  honorary  and  given  but  to  15  men  each  year. 
When  I  look  at  the  list  of  'big  wigs'  who  are  my  fellow  mem- 
bers, I  feel  that  a  mistake  was  made.  Walt  Adams  '98  went  in 
this  year  also,  which  is  hitting  it  hard  for  old  Dartmouth  in 
one  year."  For  travel,  Raymond  only  got  as  far  as  Connecti- 
cut this  summer,  where  he  addressed  a  gathering  of  poultry 
men.  Last  year  he  bought  a  farm  in  Bucksport,  Maine,  Spade 
Heywood's  port,  but  he  says  "if  you  hear  of  anyone  who  wants 
to  buy  a  farm  let  me  know,  I  have  one  for  sale."  The  only 
'99-ers  Pearl  sees  are  Tony  and  Woodman.  Sprague  '00  is  on 
U.  of  M.  faculty  now.  Not  being  able  to  go  to  any  Dartmouth 
meeting,  he  rounded  up  one  of  his  own  to  meet  Laycock  when 
he  attended  a  Dean's  meeting  at  Orono  and  was  staying  with 
the  Pearls. 

G.  J.  Prescott      George's  year  in  business  has  been  very  active 

and  interesting,  but  with  respect  to  social  and 
entertaining  activities  he  reports  having  been  very  inactive.  For 
a  vacation  he  was  in  New  Hampshire  during  the  rainy  season, 
i.e.,  July;  and  also  spent  week  ends  at  Spring  Lake  in  New 
Jersey.     George  sticks  pretty  close  to  New  York  City. 

Progeny: —  The    bachelor    member    of    the    executive    com- 

Ourselves  over  mittee  one  day  last  summer  suddenly  awoke  to 
again.  the    fact   that    '99's    family   of   children   is    fast 

getting  "grown  up."  Strangely  his  married  fel- 
low committee-men  hadn't  noticed  it.  Probably  in  his  case  it 
was  due  to  a  detached  viewpoint  suddenly  confronted  with  the 


in 


whoop  of  a  live  trio  of  the  second  generation.  A  little  tabula- 
tion from  such  data  as  the  archives  possessed  verified  and  mag- 
nified the  feeling.  It  indicated  that  a  large  number  of  young- 
sters had  reached  an  age  where  he  thinks  they  begin  to  show 
a  real  individuality,  not  always  may  be  with  a  consistency  to 
one  trend,  for  it's  been  his  observation  that  youngsters  are  very 
much  like  colts,  you  can  never  tell  just  which  way  they  are  going 
to  shy,  still  with  a  whole  lot  more  individuality  than  they  have 
earlier  so  far  as  bachelors  have  the  opportunity  to  observe. 
Therefore  with  the  somewhat  hesitant  consent  of  the  married 
members  the  committee  decided  to  play  the  role  of  Mr.  Pepys 
and  have  a  real  "casting  up  of  accounts"  with  respect  to  "our 
children." 

At  11  p.  m.,  December  31,  1915,  "the  family"  consisted  of 
163  youngsters.  Brigham  Young  couldn't  sneeze  at  that.  There 
are  81  boys  and  82  girls,  so  unless  there  are  changes  it's  likely 
to  be  anti-suffrage  at  least  until  the  members  reach  "maturity." 
So  much  for  the  family  as  a  whole.  When  you  begin  to  break 
it  up  into  its  components  you  discover  this  interesting  data  with 
respect  to  the  size  of  the  component  families. 

There  are  3  five-children  families ;  3  four-children  families ; 
22  three-children  families ;  25  two-children  families ;  20  one- 
child  families ;  34  no-child  families ;  28  bachelors,  the  last  thrown 
in  merely  as  a  balancing  figure  to  get  class  total  of  135.  Al- 
though the  classification  is  of  living  children,  we  include  de- 
ceased members  of  the  class  in  reckoning.  With  respect  to 
urbanity,  the  list  is  five-children  families,  2  urban,  1  non-urban ; 
four-children  families,  1  urban,  2  non-urban ;  three-children 
families,  14  urban,  8  non-urban ;  two-children  families,  19  ur- 
ban, 6  non-urban ;  one-child  families,  10  urban,  10  non-urban. 
This  is  thrown  in  for  the  sociologists  to  "chew"  upon.  Ash, 
Cavanaugh  and  Norton  tie  for  first  place,  Ash  and  Norton  have 
2  boys  and  3  girls  each  and  Cav  gets  away  with  3  boys  and  2 
girls.  Beal,  Hodgkins  and  Fuller  are  running  close  seconds, 
Beal  with  his  four  boys,  Hodgkins  3  boys  and  1  girl,  Fuller  2 
boys  and  2  girls.  Beal  has  the  distinction  of  being  the  only  man 
in  the  class  who  can  put  on  to  the  gridiron  a  complete  "back- 


112 


field."  However,  it's  to  be  noted  that  so  far  the  class  is  far 
from  being  able  to  matriculate  at  Dartmouth  a  class  of  boys  of 
its  own  size,  and  does  not  possess  much  more  than  a  ''margin 
of  safety"  when  it  comes  to  reproducing  itself. 

More  interesting,  however,  is  the  fact  that  there  are  55 
children  eight  years  old  (1915)  and  over,  scattered  in  36  dif- 
ferent families.  Just  why  the  secretary  should  make  the  divi- 
sion line  at  eight  years  is  probably  a  caprice  of  bachelorhood. 
He  had  to  make  a  line  somewhere  in  self-defense.  Still  the  fol- 
lowing table  (comprising  all  '99  children,  aged  eight  or  over) 
is  bristling  with  suggestiveness.  There's  a  Lyster,  a  Rowe,  a 
Johnston  that  will  be  ready  to  enter  Dartmouth  together  in  two 
years  and  Ike's  son  ought  to  be  with  them.  The  class  of  1928 
will  see  the  names  of  A.  M.  Abbott,  Jr.,  and  Kenneth  Beal 
repeated  and  the  possible  grouping  of  familiar  patronymics  in 
the  future  classes  of  Smith,  Vassar,  or  Bryn  Mawr  hold  out 
wonderful  possibilities. 


15   Years  Old 

Height 

Weight 

School  Grade 

Ronald    B.    Leavitt 

5  ft.  8/ 

in. 

138  lbs. 

1st  vear  "rligh 

Leland    C.    Lyster 

5    "   93/ 

<< 

132    " 

2nd* 

"             u 

Francis    R.    Rowe 

5   " 

100   " 

2nd 

<<              << 

14  Years  Old 

John   W.   Johnston 

5   "   7/ 

tt 

124   " 

2nd 

<(              <« 

Ruth   M.   Wiggin 

5   "   6 

(< 

105   " 

1st 

«(              << 

13  Years  Old 

Elizabeth   M.  Adams 

5   "   3 

<< 

115    " 

8th 

Grade 

Russell  T.   Rowe 

4   "   9 

<( 

90   " 

Harold  A.  Wiggin 

4   "10 

u 

87   " 

7th 

u 

12  Years  Old 

Homer   M.   Ash 

4   "   7 

<« 

71    " 

5th 

tt 

Richard    S.    Nye 

5   ■ 

90/" 

7th 

<« 

Dorothy  D.  Tootell 

8th 

<< 

11  Years  Old 

Herbert  E.  Adams 

4    "   9 

<< 

86   " 

7th 

a 

Ruth    E.    Ash 

4   "11/ 

<< 

92/" 

5th 

« 

Marie    L.    Barstow 

4   "   93/ 

<< 

72   " 

7th-B  " 

Arthur   R.   Beal 

4   "   6/ 

«< 

67/" 

6th 

tt 

Mark   Fuller 

4   "10 

«< 

90   " 

8th 

«« 

Allen    T.    Hyatt 

5th 

« 

Pauline    L.   Joy 

4   "    7 

<< 

115   " 

8th 

« 

Roger  K.   Staley 

4    "   8/ 

<< 

76   " 

5th 

tt 

Robert   B.   Tootell 

Gratia    Wardle 

4   "   4/ 

<< 

S7y2" 

5th 

tt 

"3 


10  Years  Old 

Height 

IV  eight 

Schi 

10I  Grade 

Mabel   G.    Ash 

4 

n 

4 

« 

62/  " 

4th 

a 

Frederick   C.    Baldwin 

4 

n 

3 

«« 

72   " 

5th 

a 

Olive   M.   Barstow 

4 

ti 

7H 

« 

56   " 

5th 

a 

Charlotte   R.   Brown 

4 

u 

90   " 

6th 

a 

Marcia  Fuller 

4 

<< 

6 

<t 

85   " 

4th 

ti 

Georgia  E.  Hawkes 

Barbara    Hodgkins 

4 

<< 

6 

<< 

70   " 

6th 

it 

Arnold   S.   Hyatt 

4 

it 

5^4 

« 

62   " 

5th 

a 

Karl    P.    Ladd 

4 

ii 

4 

<< 

60   " 

4th 

u 

Margaret  B.   Norton 

4 

it 

5/ 

« 

60   " 

4th 

it 

Lilian  M.  Risley 

4 

<( 

6 

<< 

66   " 

5th 

a 

Walter    G.    Staley 

4 

« 

5% 

M 

68/  " 

5th 

a 

9  Years  Old 

A.  M.  Abbott,  Jr. 

4th 

a 

Marion    Baldwin 

4 

<« 

4 

<( 

74   " 

4th 

a 

Kenneth    M.    Beal 

4 

<< 

33/8 

>( 

64   " 

5th 

a 

Barbara    Burns 

4 

<< 

7# 

ti 

71    " 

Private 

Janet   F.    Chase 

4 

«< 

6 

(i 

75   " 

5th  Grade 

Dorothy   C.    Eastman 

4 

a 

4 

ti 

63   " 

4th-A 

tt 

Mary   G.    Gannon 

4 

ti 

5 

(( 

60   " 

4th 

ti 

Harriet  L.   Hardy 

4th 

tt 

Ruth    Hyatt 

4 

« 

5/ 

ii 

65   " 

4th 

a 

Edith    M.    Nye 

4 

« 

3/ 

ii 

56   u 

4th-B 

n 

Dorothy  G.  Wiggin 

4 

<< 

3 

ii 

65   " 

3rd 

a 

Robert    H.    Winchester 

4 

<< 

2/ 

V 

58   " 

Sth-A 

ft 

8  Years  Old 

Eleanor  Brown 

3 

<< 

6 

it 

70   " 

4th 

tt 

Albert    R.   Galusha 

4 

<< 

3 

it 

60/  " 

3rd 

(4 

Anne  J.  Hardy 

Sarah  E.  Hutchinson 

2nd 

U 

Russell  C.   Norton 

4 

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Following  are  some  intimate  glimpses  of  the   foregoing  by 
their  mothers  with  now  and  then  a  father : 


1    Myrtle   Ave.,   Plainfield,   N.   J., 


A.  M.  Abbott,  Jr. 


Dear  Mr.  Clark  :—  Mrs-  A.  M.  Abbott 

The  fake  garden  mentioned  in  Mr.  Abbott's 
letter  was  really  true,  as  I,  who  with  great  labor  planted  the 
seeds  can  truly  testify.  Let  me  tell  you  that  you  are  a  man  of  great 
recklessness  to  turn  to  mothers  for  accurate  statistics  of  their  sons. 
Who  knows  what  flights  of  imagination  may  conceal  the  real  facts  con- 
cerning their  prowess  or  lack  of  same.  However,  since  it's  mothers  to 
the  front,  here  goes. 


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A.  M.,  Jr.,  tall,  slim,  brown-eyed  and  golden-haired,  seems,  at  the 
age  of  nine,  to  be  skipping  along  through  life  with  considerable  speed. 
Somewhere  among  his  venerable  ancestors  there  must  have  been  a 
fish,  for  the  summer  has  shown  that  the  land  can  offer  no  attractions 
equal  to  those  of  the  water  when  it  comes  to  having  real  sport.  Spring- 
board diving,  swimming  under  water  for  amazing  distances,  and  row- 
ing by  the  hour  or  paddling  seem  to  be  his  favorite  pastimes,  or  else 
with  rod  and  basket  to  fish  for  an  indefinite  time  alone  and  unassisted, 
seated  upon  a  friendly  rock  until  all  others  leave  the  grounds  discour- 
aged  and   night  begins   to   fall. 

Reporting  every  day  for  work  in  "4th  grade  Public"  is  a  rather 
irksome  idea  now  that  summer  is  over,  but  possibly  with  a  few  stones 
in  the  pocket  and  a  sling-shot  in  the  belt,  a  baseball  and  a  football,  not 
to  mention  a  younger  brother  used  for  scrapping  purposes,  the  winter 
may  be  gotten  through  quite  comfortably.  Such  annoyances  as  appear- 
ing in  the  choir  every  Sunday,  and  going,  in  spotless  attire,  to  dancing 
school  once  a  week  are  tolerated  with  very  little  complaint.  In  fact, 
A.   M.,  Jr.,  is  quite  a  pleasant  chap  to  live  with,  at  times. 

As  to  his  future,  when  last  questioned  on  the  subject  he  said  he 
was  going  to  be  just  what  Daddy  was;  for  all  you  had  to  do  was  sit 
on  a  bench  and  smoke  cigarettes.  This  restful  picture  is  of  a  broker's 
office  in  case  all  who  read  do  not  happen  to  know  just  what  Daddy 
does.  Being  Pap's  son  he  will  incidentally  spend  a  few  years  in  Hano- 
ver enroute  to  Wall  Street  unless  present  plans  are  changed.  Very 
sincerely  yours,  Maude  Earle  Abbott. 

145   Court   St.,   Keene,   N.   H.,   Nov.  8,   1915,  Elizabeth  and 

Herbert  Adams 

Dear  Mr.  Clark: —  

I  am  so  glad  the  children  are  to  be  in  the  next  Mrs.  C.  E.  Adams 
report. 

Elizabeth  is  a  tall,  long-legged  girl  of  thirteen,  long,  heavy  straight 
hair,  brown  and  in  places  black,  the  kind  that  will  be  black  as  she 
grows  older.  She  has  brown  eyes,  oval  face,  little  "snub"  nose, 
a  good  deal  of  color,  but  freckles,  lots  of  freckles !  She  is 
strong,  broad-shouldered,  with  a  decided  taste  for  athletics. 
She  can  beat  any  of  her  brother's  friends  running,  jumping, 
chinning  the  bar  and  so  on.  I  believe  she  is  particularly  good  at  turn- 
ing somersaults  on  the  ladder.  She  loves  volley  ball  and  swimming. 
Can  dance  but  doesn't  care  so  much  for  that.  She  is  in  the  eighth 
grade  at  school,  and  her  report  cards  are  full  of  E's.  Once  in  a  while 
her  heart  is  almost  broken  by  a  G.  Last  year  she  misspelled  only  one 
word  during  the  whole  year.  Her  plain  sewing  is  good.  Embroidery 
not  so  good.  She  should  have  credit  for  conscientious  practice  on  the 
piano.  When  she  first  started  music  years  ago,  she  said,  "I  am  not 
naturally  musical  like  some  of  the  other  girls,  so  I  must  practice  more." 

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She  has  done  so  and  really  does  better  than  some  of  those  same  girls 
now.  She  is  just  starting  cooking.  She  is  an  enthusiastic  campfirc 
girl,  and  works   hard   for  honors,   and  is  accumulating  beads. 

I  have  had  to  restrain  Elizabeth  up  to  now  as  she  will  overwork 
if  allowed  to  do  as  she  likes.  She  used  to  be  a  very  nervous  child,  but 
her  out-of-door  activities  have  developed  her  into  a  healthy  girl.  As 
to  what  she  will  be  when  she  grows  up,  she  is  undecided  whether  to 
be  an  actress  or  a  member  of  the   faculty  at  Wellesley. 

Herbert  is  a  thick-set  little  fellow  of  eleven.  He  has  thick  brown 
hair,  brown  eyes,  lighter  complexion  than  his  sister,  red  cheeks  and 
freckles.  In  the  spring  he  plays  marbles.  In  the  summer  he  plays 
or  talks  baseball  all  day,  and  dreams  of  baseball  at  night.  He  likes 
football,  but  baseball  is  the  best  thing  ever  to  him.  He  can  swim, 
but  doesn't  care  for  running  or  jumping  so  much,  cannot  chin  the  bar. 
He  belongs  to  the  Y.M.C.A.  and  enjoys  the  gymnasium  very  much. 
He  is  in  the  seventh  grade  in  school  and  gets  very  good  reports,  but 
not  so  good  as  his  sister's.  His  teachers  tell  us  he  is  amongst  the  best, 
and  we  have  no  reason  to  find  fault. 

Both  children  are  very  fond  of  reading.  Music  comes  easy  to 
Herbert,  but  practice  on  scales  is  another  matter.  He  would  like  to 
spend  practice  time  playing  bugle  calls  and  improvising.  Has  an  aston- 
ishing number  of  accidents.  Cut  his  finger  with  his  jack-knife,  right 
through  the  nail,  couldn't  practice  for  a  week.  Sprained  his  wrist  an- 
other week.  He  hurt  his  elbow,  and  he  strained  his  hip  so  it  hurt  to 
sit  at  the  piano.  His  teacher  has  promised  to  come  up  and  nurse  him 
if  he  is  so  seriously  injured  again.  Last  week  we  got  in  all  but  one 
half  an  hour  practice  time,  so  I  am  hopeful.  That's  the  best  we  have 
done  since  lessons  started  the  first  part  of  September.  He  is  a  good 
dancer  and  enjoys  it.  He  keeps  the  wood-box  full  when  he  doesn't 
forget  it,  rakes  leaves,  mows  lawn,  waters  the  hens  and  does  errands. 
Saturday,  I  told  him  of  an  errand  he  must  do,  and  he  said  he  won- 
dered if  "people  think  a  fellow  never  wants  to  play."  He  is  building 
an  automobile  af  present.  Herbert  is  not  at  all  undecided  about  what 
he  will  be  when  he  grows  up.  He  is  to  be  a  catcher  on  one  of  the  big 
league  nines.  Sincerely  yours,  Mary  C.  Adams. 

Corvallis,   Oregon,   Dec.   20,   1915,  „  „    , 

'  fe      '  '  '  Homer,  Ruth  and 

_            _,        _                                                                                                          Mabel  Ash 
Dear  Mr.  Clark  : —  

Regarding  the  children,  I  have  mislaid  your  Mrs.  John  W.  Ash 
letter  with  the  questions  and  must  just  guess  at 
most  of  them,  but  I  will  do  the  best  I  can.  Homer  and 
Ruth  are  in  the  fifth  grade,  Mabel  is  in  the  fourth  grade. 
They  have  been  in  school  three  years.  They  are  just  ordi- 
nary children,  nothing  wonderful.  However,  Ruth  Ellen  is  a  very 
good  little    cook.      She    can    bake    cake,    bread,    and    baked-beans    and 

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brown-bread,  and  last  year  she  won  blue  and  red  ribbons  at  the  Chat- 
tanooga school  on  cooking  and  garden  truck.  Homer  was  "water-boy" 
this  summer  for  his  father  on  some  street-paving,  and  earned  quite  a 
little  money.  They  were  all  in  a  play  at  the  theatre  here  not  long 
ago,  Homer  and  Ruth  and  Mabel  in  "The  Boy  Blue"  Cantata,  J.  W., 
Jr.,  and  Alice  in  a  Tom  Thumb  wedding.  Outside  of  that  there  is 
nothing    further   to    say. 

On  the  trip  here  the  three  older  children  all  had  their  work  to  do. 
The  girls  carried  water,  got  the  milk,  butter  and  eggs,  and  Homer 
helped  his  father  with  the  camp  outfit;  getting  fires  ready,  canvas  up,  etc. 

I  am  sorry  I  mislaid  or  lost  the  slip  you  sent,  but  I  think  this  will 
probably  be  as  much  as  you  wish.        Yours  truly,        Mrs.  John  W .  Ash. 

Barton,  Vt.,  Oct.  7,  1915, 

, ,  ,  ,        ~  Fred  and 

MY   DEAR   Mr.    CLARK:-  Marion  Baldwin 

Surely    your    effort    in    obtaining    a    chapter    for 


the  children  of  the  '99  Class  will  prove  an  interest-  Mrs.  E.  G.  Baldwin 
ing  feature  and  well  worth  while. 

Frederick  is  a  wide-awake  lad  of  ten,  well  -  proportioned, 
height  four  feet  three  inches,  weight  seventy-two  pounds,  fifth 
grade  at  public  school,  and  stands  above  the  average  in  his 
class,  being  persistent  in  his  efforts  to  know  the  whys  and 
wherefores.  At  present  he  seems  to  have  a  mechanical  turn  of  mind. 
Ambitious  to  become  a  Boy  Scout  when  he  is  twelve  (we  have  no 
Junior  organization)  and  he  is  a  regular  attendant  of  Sunday  School. 
He  is  interested  in  animal  and  plant  life  and  until  this  year  has  always 
had  a  garden.  Fishing  is  his  favorite  pastime  and  he  most  enjoys 
going  by  himself   for  he  says   "the  other   fellows   scare  the   fish." 

1  just  mention  the  other  children  Marion  nine,  and  Paul  six,  grades 
four  and  first  respectively.        Truly  yours,        Mrs.  Edward  G.  Baldwin. 

197  Marion  St.,  Springfield,  Mass.,  Oct.  24,  1915. 

Dear  Mr.  Clark:-  Olive  Barstow 

In  reply  to  your  questions,  I  shall  have  to  take 
them  in  order  there  are  so  many.  Our  little  girls,  Mrs* E>  w>  Barstow 
Marie  and  Olive  are  both  rather  small  for  their  ages. 
The  older  is  light  with  hazel  eyes,  the  younger  dark  with  brown  eyes. 
Marie  is  in  7  B  grade  Public  School,  Olive  in  5  A.  Marie  plays  the 
piano  and  Olive  the  violin.  They  are  both  exceedingly  fond  of  play  and 
also  reading  books,  history,  geography  or  fiction.  Like  all  good  little 
girls,  they  love  their  dolls  and  are  very  fond  of  babies.  They  wipe 
dishes  every  day  and  can  sometimes  flourish  the  dust  cloth  if  necessary. 
As  to  their  ambitions,   I   fear   it  is  a  little  early  to   say.  Sincerely, 

L.  Gertrude  Barstow. 

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32  Fern   St.,  Auburndale,  Mass.,  Oct.  5,   1915. 

Arthur  and 
Dear  Mr.   Clark  : —  Malcolm  Beal 

1   think  most  mothers  enjoy  talking  of  their  chil-  Mrs  K  Beal 

dren  and  I  am  not  an  exception.     I  am  sure   I  shall 
like  to  read  about  the  other  children  of  '99.     I  always  look  forward  each 
year  to  the  class  report,  and  I  will  gladly  do  what  I  can  to  help. 

Arthur  Roscoe  is  about  the  average  size  of  a  boy  of  eleven.  He  has 
large  blue  eyes,  and  dark  brown  hair,  and  I  think  looks  very  much  like 
his  father.  He  is  like  his  father  in  a  great  many  ways.  He  is  in  the 
sixth  grade  of  the  Williams  public  school  of  Auburndale.  He  learns 
easily,  and  usually  has  a  good  report  card.  Arthur  is  very  clever  with 
his  hands,  building  or  cutting  out  almost  anything  he  wishes.  His  espe- 
cial delight  just  now  is  to  make  automobiles  with  "Meccano".  He  wants 
to  te  an  architect  when  he  grows  up. 

Kenneth  Malcolm,  whom  we  call  Malcolm,  is  rather  stout  and  more 
rugged-looking  than  Arthur.  He  has  dark  brown  eyes,  and  brown 
hair,  and  rosy  cheeks,  usually  singing  and  whistling.  I  forgot  to  say 
Arthur  is  rather  inclined  to  be  serious.  They  are  the  best  of  play- 
mates. Malcolm  is  in  the  fifth  grade  in  the  same  school  with  Arthur. 
He  does  well  though  having  to  study  harder  than  Arthur. 

The  boys  do  the  dishes,  set  the  table,  sweep  rugs  and  stairs,  polish 
faucets,  make  beds,  bring  in  the  ash  barrels,  and  dress  the  baby.  Arthur 
sometimes  cooks  the  cereal  for  breakfast,  or  scrambles  eggs.  We  pay 
them  for  the  dishes  which  they  do  regularly,  as  I  have  no  hired  help ; 
so  in  that  way  they  earn  some  spending  money.  Arthur  also  has  begun 
to  go  as  helper,  on  a  farmer's  wagon,  on  Tuesday  afternoons  and  all  day 
Saturday,  peddling  vegetables. 

They  like  baseball,  and  football,  and  Arthur  is  fond  of  checkers, 
and  indoor  games  in  general.  Malcolm  reads  a  good  deal.  He  likes 
poetry.  He  also  sings,  and  Arthur  plays  on  the  piano  some.  Malcolm 
thinks  he  would  like  to  be  a  doctor,  and  says  he  is  going  to  Dartmouth. 

They  sometimes  think  there  is  no  reason  why  their  father  can't 
have  an  automobile,  and  they  quote  to  him  the  different  makes  and  prices. 
They  can  tell  at  a  glance  just  what  kind  of  a  car  it  is  as  it  goes  whiz- 
zing past. 

I  think  I  have  said  enough  to  have  you  understand  that  they  are 
just  hearty,  healthy  boys.  Nothing  unusual,  but  a  great  joy  as  well  as 
anxiety  to   Kenneth   and  me.  Sincerely,         Annie  May  Beal. 

186  Linden  St.,  Everett,  Mass.,  Jan.  10,  1916.  „,     , 

'  J  Charlotte  and 

My   DEAR    Mr.    Clark:—  Eleanor  Brown 

You  have  asked  for  some  information  concerning  Mrs  N>  p  Brown 
Charlotte  and  Eleanor  for  the  class  report. 

Charlotte  is  about  four  feet  in  height,  slender,  and  weighs  around 
ninety  pounds.     Her  hair  is,  at  present,  light,  though  I  fear  it  will  grow 

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dark  to  match  her  eyes,  which  are  a  good  brown.  I  do  not  think  she 
looks  like  either  Nelson  or  myself.  Her  disposition  is  very  good,  as 
she  has  much  patience,  and  seldom  lets  her  temper  get  away  from  her, 
but  we  know  that  she  has  one,  as  it  asserts  itself  on  occasions.  She 
enjoys  her  work  at  school,  and  this  year  has  gone  into  the  sixth  grade, 
where  the  work  is  more  interesting.  Just  now  arithmetic  and  spelling 
seem  to  be  her  favorites,  grammar  and  reading  not  being  very  popular 
with  her.  As  she  reads  more  stories  I  think  the  enjoyment  of  that  will 
come.  She  is  deep  in  "Little  Women,''  and  finds  it  hard  to  leave,  espe- 
cially at  bedtime.  Her  specialty  is  music,  piano,  in  which  she  finds  keen 
pleasure,  and  never  has  to  be  urged  to  practice.  Her  chief  ambition, 
therefore,  is  to  be  a  music  teacher.  She  has  a  little  tendency  for  draw- 
ing which  I  hope  will  increase. 

Eleanor  is  very  much  unlike  Charlotte,  as  so  often  happens.  She 
is  around  three  feet  and  a  half  tall,  and  weighs  seventy  pounds.  Her 
hair  has  a  reddish  tinge,  and  her  eyes  are  a  deep  brown.  She  seems 
to  resemble  our  family  most.  In  disposition  she  is  not  like  Nelson,  for 
she  has  a  very  quick  temper,  but  it  subsides  as  quickly,  and  she  is  ex- 
tremely active  in  every  way.  So  far  we  have  not  found  a  satisfactory 
channel  for  her  energy,  as  she  is  not  quite  old  enough  to  have  decided 
tastes.  She  does  not  like  school  very  much,  but  gets  on  well,  being  in 
the  fourth  grade  this  year.  It  is  hard  to  tell  what  appeals  to  her  for 
she  is  changeable,  but  I  think  in  studies,  arithmetic,  she  likes  best. 
She  enjoys  reading  "Alice  in  Wonderland,"  and  Fairy  Tales.  I  really 
do  not  know  what  her  ambitions  are,  for  nothing  is  settled  in  her 
mind.  She  is  fast  beginning  to  have  a  desire  to  do  something  with 
music. 

We  have  not  settled  on  any  special  way  for  money  to  be  earned, 
sometimes  something  comes  up  so  that  they  can  earn,  but  it  is  usually 
given  them  for  what  is  necessary.  Games  and  plays  are  the  same  as 
most  children, — whatever  the  crowd  wants  to  do.  Playing  school  they 
like.  Dolls  do  not  appeal  to  either  of  them  often.  This  summer  in 
Hanover,  Charlotte  played  golf  and  had  her  bicycle,  and  Eleanor  will 
do  the  same  this  coming  summer. 

I  hope  that  you  will  be  able  to  work  this  over  enough  so  as  to 
form  some  kind  of  a  presentable  picture.  Most  sincerely,  Mar- 

garet Tucker  Brown. 

430  South  Fortieth  St.,  Omaha,  Neb. 

Barbara  and 
My  DEAR  Mr.   Clark:—  Marjorie  Burns 

I  am  more  than  sorry  to  have  left  your  letter  so      Mrs.  S.  Burns,  Jr. 
long  unanswered,  but  it  was  really  impossible  for  me 
to   get  to   it  before.     I   know   Mr.    Burns   has   written  you  of   the   very 
serious  accident  to  our  oldest  little  girl,  and,  of  course,  you  will  under- 
stand that  it  was  out  of  the  question  for  me  to  find  a  moment  to  write, 

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while  she  was  so  ill.  I  hope  now  that  I  am  not  too  late  to  comply  with 
your  request,  and,  I  feel,  perhaps,  anyway  that  there  is  not  enough  of 
interest  about  our  children  to  be  of  use  to  you. 

Barbara  (aged  nine)  is  tall  for  her  age,  with  dark  hair  and  eyes, 
and  is  blessed  with  a  degree  of  good  looks,  which  I  cannot  feel  is  inher- 
ited from  either  her  mother  or  father;  some  remote  ancestor,  no  doubt. 
She  goes  to  a  private  school,  is  a  pretty  good  student  and  excels,  1 
should  say  to  a  degree,  in  spelling.  She  likes  poetry  more  than  any 
other  kind  of  reading,  and  can  learn  it  by  heart  with  wonderful  facility. 
She  is  conscientious ;  has  a  great  ability  for  making  friends  and  remem- 
bering them;  and  is  over-thoughtful  for  a  child  of  her  years.  She  says 
she  wants  to  be  a  school-teacher,  but,  since  her  accident,  I  notice  she  has 
a  slight  leaning  towards  nursing  as  a  profession.  Faults  she  has,  but 
over  those  we  will  draw  a  veil. 

Our  youngest,  Marjorie,  age  five,  is  also  tall  for  her  age,  with  blue 
eyes  and  light  brown  hair,  and  is  in  looks  very  like  her  mother.  She 
is  a  bit  too  young  to  have  made  many  strides  intellectually,  but  her 
temperament  is  individual  to  a  degree.  She  has  an  amount  of  vivacity 
or  "pep"  which  is  more  or  less  difficult  to  handle  and,  from  her  taste  in 
amusements,  was  evidently  a  boy,  spoiled  in  the  making.  Rebukes  roll 
off  her  mind  like  the  proverbial  water  from  a  duck,  and  she  has  a  fund 
of  energy,  which  is  apparently  without  end.  To  describe  Marjorie  is 
impossible,  one  has  to   see  her. 

I  might  add  that  both  the  children  are  extremely  well,  and  that  I 
have  tried  to  follow  the  modern  system  of  "raising"  them.  They  both 
sleep  on  a  porch  all  the  year  round. 

I  hope  that  this  is  the  sort  of  information  that  you  wanted,  and 
that  I  have  not  enlarged  too  much.  Very  cordially  yours,  Mar- 

guerite Preston  Burns. 

213    Summer   St.,   Stamford,   Conn.,   Nov.    12,    1915.  „ 

Janet  Chase 


Dear  Mr.  Clark:—  Mrs.  H.  B.  Chase 

Janet  Fulton  Chase  is  nine  years  old,  is  very 
lively,  always  seeing  the  funny  side  of  things.  She  is  in  the  fifth  grade 
in  school.  Her  first  year  of  kindergarten  she  attended  the  Catherine 
Aiken  School,  but  since  has  attended  public  school  of  which  her  father 
is  principal.  She  has  stood  very  well  in  her  studies  thus  far.  While  she 
has  some  household  duties,  such  as  putting  her  room  in  order,  which 
she  does  quite  well,  she  is  especially  fond  of  outdoor  sports,  in  fact  we 
call  her  an  "all  round"  girl.  She  attends  church  and  Sunday  School  very 
regularly.  She  is  four  feet  and  six  inches  in  height,  and  weighs  seventy- 
five  pounds,  has  blue  eyes  and  brown  hair,  is  the  image  of  her  father. 

Her  ambition   seems  to  be  a  teacher;   however,  she  is   rather  young 
yet   to   know    what    she    wants   to   be.      A    small   allowance   is   given   her, 


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but  she  earns  other  money  by  doing  errands,  and  earns  enough  to  pur- 
chase Christmas  gifts  for  the  family.  Sincerely,  Margaret  V. 
Chase. 

5  No.  Hartford  Ave.,  Atlantic  City,  N.J.,  Oct.  13,  1915. 

Dear  Mr.   Clark  :—  Dorothy  Eastman 

In   reply  to  your  letter  of   October  4th  in   regard       Mrs.  E.  Eastman 
to  the  children,  will  try  to  give  you  some  help. 

Dorothy  is  in  Fourth  grade,  A  Section,  of  the  Richmond  Ave.  Pub- 
lic School  of  this  city  and  so  far  has  maintained  a  high  standing.  She 
is  also  taking  vocal  music  lessons  and  doing  very  well.  When  out  of 
doors,  roller-skating  is  her  favorite  pastime,  while  indoors,  it  is  "play- 
ing school"  with  her  dolls  or  playmates.  At  present  she  thinks  she 
would  like  to  become  a  kindergarten  teacher.  She  is  four  feet  four 
inches  tall,  of  medium  build,  weighs  about  sixty-three  pounds,  light 
complexioned,  with  brown   eyes. 

Now  that  she  is  attending  school,  her  household  duties  are  few,  be- 
ing mainly  to  take  care  of  her  clothes  and  playthings,  but  in  the  sum- 
mer she  runs  various  errands,  helps  set  the  table,  etc.  While  in  New 
Hampshire  in  the  summer  she  plants  and  cares  for  a  miniature  garden. 
She  is  as  good  as  an  adult  "on  a  sprint"  at  berry-picking,  but  tires  on 
the  "long  distance."     She  has  a  good  score  as  a  little  fisherwoman. 

The  children  are  as  one  in  their  delight  in  tree-climbing,  surf-bath- 
ing, gardening  and  fishing.  Acting  together,  they  constitute  a  "pipe- 
line" efficiently  conveying  our  drinking  water  from  the  spring  to  our 
house  in  New  Hampshire.  The  children  say  in  substance  that  they  are 
ready  to  demonstrate  all  their  good  qualities  and  hide  all  their  faults 
for  all  '99-ers,  connections  and  allies  who  will  visit  them  here  or  in 
New  Hampshire.  Wishing  you  all  success  in  your  "juvenile  statistics," 
I  am,  Cordially  yours,  Mrs.  Earl  Eastman. 

Hanover,  Conn.,  Nov.,  1,   1915.  ..    . 

Mark  and 

My  dear  Mr.  Clark:—  Marcia Fuller 

Your  letter  came  as  quite  a  surprise.  I  did  not  Mrs.  M.  J.  Fuller 
think  our  children  important  enough  to  "write  up," 
but  I  see  as  descendants  of  that  celebrated  '99  class  they  may  yet  become 
famous,  and  I  certainly  think  you  hit  the  nail  on  the  head,  if  you  want 
a  big  book  for  a  Report,  when  you  asked  the  mothers  to  write  on  their 
children. 

All  my  life  I've  heard,  the  saying,  that  parents  were  blind  to  their 
children's  faults.  Now  I  don't  believe  that  is  true ;  they  look  pretty 
big  to  me,  I  only  hope  their  faults  don't  seem  as  large  to  others. 

My  children  go  to  public  school.  Mark  is  four  feet  nine,  Marcia 
half  a  head  shorter ;  the  four  make  a  perfect  pair  of  stairs,  all  strong, 
healthy  children. 

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Mark,  age  eleven  and  three-quarters,  graduates  in  June  if  we  stay 
here,  but  if  we  move  will  probably  be  put  back  a  year,  which  will  be 
the  best  thing  for  him,  as  he  is  too  young  to  go  to  city  High  School. 
He  stands  next  to  head  of  the  class.  He  is  very  fond  of  running  the 
automobile  (with  his  father)  and  knows  our  old  car  from  beginning 
to  end,  knows  altogether  too  much  about  the  Ford  Parts  catalogue.  I 
used  to  hear  great  things  about  his  being  President,  Doctor,  etc.,  etc., 
but  now  his  ambition  is  just  to  run  a  garage;  he  teases  his  father  to 
stop  preaching  and  go  in  partnership  with  him. 

One  day  his  father  was  gone,  and  Mark  was  supposed  to  be  pulling 
beans  in  the  garden,  but  instead  of  working,  I'm  sorry  to  say,  he  took 
three  discarded  car  batteries,  and  put  them  in  the  upstairs  ventilator 
just  over  my  bed,  found  a  bulb,  wire  and  switch,  and  fixed  me  an  elec- 
tric light,  which  I  really  found  useful  when  Miriam  had  whooping 
cough  this  fall;  but  my  youngest  boy,  Melville,  age  six  and  one-half, 
got  to  experimenting  with  it,  and  then  it  wouldn't  go.  The  next  I  saw 
of  it,  the  bulb  went  inside  a  box  with  a  jack-o-lantern  face  put  in  the 
window  by  his  sister's  bed,  Mark  and  the  fixings  under  the  bed;  he 
wanted  to  surprise  (no  intentions  of  scaring,  of  course)  Marcia  after 
she  went  to  bed. 

I  have  no  help,  and  Mark  and  Marcia  take  turns  doing  the  dishes, 
and  I  assure  you  they  are  pretty  particular  who  did  them  the  last  time. 
1  do  the  tins,  and  to  be  sure  they  will  get  them  done  in  time  for  the 
next  meal  I  put  a  time  limit  on  them,  if  they  run  over  half  an  hour 
they  have  to  do  them  the  next  meal. 

Mark  helped  his  father  hoe  the  garden,  but  had  none  of  his  own ; 
he  feeds  the  hens,  but  I  believe  has  to  be  told  every  single  day;  he 
also  makes  his  own  bed,  sweeps  the  sheds  every  week  and  mops  every 
other  week.  His  games  are  baseball  and  football,  the  latter  just  now. 
Last  Christmas  the  children  had  a  large  game  board,  and  the  favorite 
game  on  that  is  checkers,  sometimes  he  beats  his  father.  For  spend- 
ing money  Mark  sells  the  Saturday  Evening  Post.  He  has  sold  Curtis' 
publications  for  last  three  years,  and  done  very  well  at  it. 

Marcia,  age  ten,  is  a  rather  nervous,  wide-awake,  active  child ;  she 
likes  the  out-door  sports  best;  she  can  do  anything  the  boys  can,  except 
go  to  the  top  of  the  pine  tree.  Dishes  are  her  bugbear;  she  makes  a 
bed  and  crib  every  day,  and  when  I  have  a  headache  is  quite  a  won- 
derful nurse.  Marcia  was  put  back  a  grade  when  we  came  here,  and 
has  had  the  same  poor  teacher,  but  is  doing  good  work  and  think  she 
will  get  her  grade  back  before  the  year  is  out. 

Last  week  the  Parson  was  in  New  Haven  at  the  National  Council, 
and  Marcia  with  the  two  younger  children  were  playing  church  in  the 
next  room.  Marcia,  of  course,  was  the  preacher,  and  in  deep,  thun- 
derous tones  she  delivered  her  discourse  on  "Children  Obey  Your  Par- 
ents."     She    pounded    the    pulpit   to    emphasize,    "we    ought    to    obey   our 


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parents,  we  must  obey  our  parents,  for  it  makes  them  feel  good."  In 
a  pause  for  breath,  my  baby  Miriam,  just  turned  four,  piped  in,  "Obey 
your  parents  in  the  Lord  for  that  is  right."  When  the  meeting  was  over, 
Mark  whispered  to  me,  "Marcia  is  a  pretty  good  preacher,  but  not  a 
very  good   practice-er." 

Marcia  sometimes  wants  to  be  a  teacher,  sometimes  a  nurse. 

The  two  other  children  will  make  a  book  some  other  time.  I  am 
sure  1  should  be  very  much  pleased  if  you  put  about  half  of  this  in  the 
waste  basket. 

Greeting  to  all  the  First  and  Second  Generations  of  '99-ers  from 
Martha  Lyons  Fuller. 

Westford,    Mass.  Albert  Galusha 

Dear  Mr.  Clark  : —  Mrs.  A.  L.  Galusha 

Albert  Ranney  is  about  the  average  size  and 
weight  for  a  boy  of  his  age,  eight  years.  He  attends  the  Westford  pub- 
lic school  (endowed).  His  first  year  in  school  he  received  double  pro- 
motion, but  owing  to  an  eight  weeks'  illness  last  winter  is  still  in  third 
grade.  This  is  the  first  year  he  has  ever  shown  any  interest  in  baseball 
games ;  always  been  happier  "making  things  that  really  go."  such  as 
miniature  engines,  cars,  and  autos.     His  inventive  ability  is  very  marked. 

We  give  him  a  weekly  allowance  for  keeping  wood  in  box,  ashes 
from  fireplaces;  keeping  his  own  room  tidy;  also  care  of  his  clothes. 
A  failure  to  willingly  perform  his  daily  tasks  means  just  so  much  for 
our  "forfeit  cup."  He  must  also  be  able  to  show  us  half  of  the  pre 
vious  week's  payment.  We  hope  in  this  way  to  teach  him  careful  spend- 
ing. 1  was  amused  one  day  to  see  how  readily  he  had  acquired  this 
habit.  A  little  friend  was  playing  with  them,  and  they  wanted  to  buy 
some  ice-cream.  After  being  told  he  must  "treat"  his  friend  and  sister, 
"ice-cream"  didn't  seem  so  tempting.  When  they  returned  home  with  the 
cream  later,  his  sister  informed  me  she  had  to  pay  for  hers,  herself. 
Sincerely,  Mrs.  A.  L.   Galusha. 

405  Park  St.,  Upper  Montclair,  N.  J.,  Dec.   15,   1915.        Genevieve  Gannon 

Dear  Mr.  Clark  :—  Mrs.  J.  W.  Gannon 

To  tell  the  truth   I  have  been   diffident  to   record 
the  virtues  of  my  daughter,  you  know  that  the  views  of  doting  parents 
regarding  their  offspring  are  not  fully  shared  by  others. 

Although  her  name  is  Mary  Genevieve,  we  call  her  Genevieve  and 
she  goes  by  that  name  at  school  and  generally.  She  is  of  average 
height  and  weight  for  her  age,  has  light  brown  hair  and  blue  eyes. 
She  is  in  the  Fourth  Grade  of  the  Public  Schools  and  was  advanced 
after  two  months  from  the  Third  Grade  because  of  rapid  mental  de- 
velopment. She  seems  to  have  a  quick  mind  and  her  teachers  report 
that  she  concentrates  exceedingly  well.  She  gets  along  well  at  school, 
apparently  without  much  effort. 

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She  is  a  great  reader  and  on  that  account  exceptionally  well 
informed  for  a  child  of  her  age.  She  is  apt  with  the  needle  and  fond 
of  doing  fancy  work  and  also  likes  to  draw  and  paint.  She  leads  a  very 
active  outdoor  life  and  enjoys  plays  and  sports.  She  makes  friends 
readily  and  likes  to  invite  her  friends  to  lunch  almost  daily.  I  cannot 
say  that  her  ambitions  are  definitely  formed  yet.  She  has  expressed 
a  desire  to  be  a  school  teacher.  She  plays  the  piano  a  little  and  1 
think  has  some  taste  for  music.  We  have  not  sought  to  develop  her 
along  any  particular  line  believing  it  better  at  her  age  to  allow  her  to 
follow  her  natural  bent. 

I  was  sorry  not  to  be  at  the  meeting  in  Boston  after  the  football 
game,  but  it  was  not  a  favorable  time  to  leave  the  children.  Very 

sincerely  yours,  Mary  R.  Gannon. 

2  Oak  Place,  Akron,  Ohio,  Oct.  12,  1915 

Harriet  and 
My  dear  Mr.  Clark:—  Jane  Hardy 

I   am    only   too   happy   to   help   you   and  am    very   Mrs.  Chas.  M.  Sears 
happy  to  have  you  interested  in  the  girls.     I  am  treas- 
uring everything  to  tell  them   when  they   are  able  to  understand,  so   it 
will  be  a  beautiful  loving  memory  and  1  want  to  keep  in  touch  with  all 
of  Horace's  friends  and  associations. 

Harriet  was  nine  in  September.  Jane  will  be  eight  in  November 
They  are  big,  very  strong,  very  well.  Some  one  said  at  home  last  week 
they  were  as  hard  as  nuts,  the  strongest  girls  he  ever  saw.  Harriet  is 
larger  every  way,  stocky  and  looks  like  me.  Jane  is  tall,  slight,  and  the 
picture  of  Horace,  his  blue  eyes  and  thin  hands  and  both  have  a  won- 
derful color.  Mr.  Sears  built  them  a  swimming  pool  and  they  went  in 
twice  a  day.  They  have  travelling  rings  upon  which  they  are  quite 
expert.  They  are  out  all  day.  They  are  very  independent  and  self- 
reliant.  They  went  to  my  father's  in  New  Jersey  and  spent  Septem- 
bere  there  alone,  where  they  learned  to  ride  horseback  and  to  steer  an 
automobile,  also  all  of  its  parts.  They  have  only  been  to  school  a  week 
this  year.  They  go  to  a  private  school.  Harriet  is  in  the  fourth  grade, 
Jane  in  the  second.  Harriet  is  the  better  student.  Jane  is  inclined  to  be 
dreamy.  Harriet  reads  wonderfully  well  and  is  not  good  in  math- 
ematics. They  were  in  the  public  schools  before,  but  the  associations 
were  bad  and  teaching,  too,  so  I  took  them  out.  Horace  believed  in 
public  schools,  but  I  am  sure  even  he  would  object  to  these.  Harriet 
wants  to  go  to  college  and  she  has  the  makings  of  suffragist,  militant 
at  that.  She  reads  up  the  war.  She  is  very  much  interested  in  every- 
thing. Jane  is  distinctly  a  girl.  She  loves  her  clothes  and  keeps  her 
bureau  in  fine  order.  Harriet  is,  too.  She  loves  her  dolls  and  plays 
endlessly  with  them.  Harriet  is  always  the  father.  They  both  look 
forward  to  the  day  when  1  shall  be  a  grandmother  and  they  shall  have 

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a  baby  like  their  little  brother.  They  earn  money  by  taking  care  of 
their  brother  when  nurse  is  busy,  by  doing  errands,  by  washing  dishes 
when  we  have  no  cook.  Each  earned  $17  last  Christmas  by  not  eating 
candy  for  seven  months,  and  I  hope  will  do  so  again  this  year.  Jane 
is  the  one  who  loves  dolls,  etc.,  but  it  is  to  Harriet  we  turn  when  we 
want  anything  done,  for  she  is  the  most  reliable  person  I  ever  saw,  no 
matter  how  she  may  hate  to  do  a  thing.  Jane  is  apt  to  forget.  Jane 
is  more  affectionate  and  lovable,  the  prettier  of  the  two.  They  had  a 
small  garden  of  nasturtiums  and  mignonettes  this  summer  of  which 
they  took  good  care.  Except  to  keep  their  room  in  order,  they  have  no 
regular  household  duties.  However,  when  I  am  cookless  they  wash 
dishes,  set  the  table  and  sweep  the  kitchen.  They  love  to  look  out  for 
the  baby,  who  is  two  years'  old  and  he  adores  them.  They  are  just 
overflowing  with  energy  and  spirits,  so  we  keep  moving  here  all  the 
time.  They  are  unusually  devoted  to  each  other  and  dress  and  do 
everything  the  same,  and  I  suppose  the  great  difference  in  them  makes 
them  so  congenial.  Harriet  would  like  to  have  been  a  boy.  She  is  plain, 
honest,  full  of  jokes,  without  a  frill  of  any  kind.  Jane  is  absolutely 
feminine  every  inch  of  her.  I  have  not  said  much  about  school,  but 
I  have  not  laid  any  stress  on  it  myself  until  this  year  and  have  cared 
most  about  their  health  and  they  are  naturally  bright.  But  this  year  they 
are  going  to  work  and  I  have  great  hopes  for  them.  They  are  to  study 
French  and  possibly  take  piano  lessons.  I  am  inclined  to  be  wordy 
when  I  start  on  the  girls.  I  am  very  proud  of  them,  as  you  can  see, 
and  I  hope  I  have  not  tired  you.  Cordially,  Harriet  L.  Sears. 

Ballardvale,    Mass.,   Oct.   5,    1915. 

Dear  Mr.  Clark:—  Barbara Hodgkins 

Very  gladly  will  I  come  to  your  assistance  as  to  Mrs.W.  B.  Hodskins 
the  state  of  health  and  mind  of  our  daughter  Barbara. 
She  is  ten  years  old,  doing  very  well  in  her  studies  in  the  sixth  grade  of 
the  public  schools  of  Andover.  I  think  she  has  no  one  aim  and  ambition 
in  life  just  now,  but  her  great  delight  is  in  "dressing  up,"  and  it  might 
be  of  interest  to  note  that  one  of  her  choicest  costumes  consists  of  the 
lining  of  her  mother's  Commencement  Ball  dress  for  the  year  of  '99. 
Barbara  being  deemed  something  of  a  "slim  Jim",  and  the  fact  that  the 
waist  just  barely  fits  her,  goes  to  prove  that  the  increasing  cares  of  family 
life  have  prospered  the  mother,  who  fears  it  would  take  three  of  those 
same  waists  to  girdle  her  now.  She  is  an  omnivorous  reader,  (so  like 
her   father!)   but  loves  all  the  out-of-door  sports. 

Just  now  she  is  swelling  her  bank  account  with  a  small  weekly 
remuneration  earned  by  keeping  her  own  and  two  other  rooms  in  order 
with  the  duster  and  dry  mop. 

She  is  getting  a  very  splendid  education  in  the  art  of  patience,  for 
she  has  a  brother  five  years  old,  who  is  a  born  tease,  and  exceedingly 

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strong,  so  while  there  are  often  many  tears,  there  are  some  very  inter- 
esting set-tos.  Cordially,  Helen  R.  Hodgkins. 

Cecil,   Penna.,   Dec.   17,   1915. 

Sarah  Hutchinson 

My  dear  Mr.  Clark: —  ..     7~.,r 

You   will   understand   by   Will's   letter  that   it   has  Hutchinson 

been  impossible  for  me  to  write  you  in  regard  to  the 
children.  Sarah  Ellen  has  been  in  school  two  years  and  William  only 
one.  Sarah  Ellen  writes  very  well  and  neat  and  enjoys  her  mathematics, 
while  William,  as  his  father  says,  "can  read  and  spell  like  a  whirlwind." 
They  both  stand  well  in  their  grades  and  we  hope  will  always  be  able  to 
make  a  good  average. 

While  Sarah  Ellen  is  only  nine  years  old,  she  can  use  a  needle  very 
intelligently  and  shows  very  good  taste  in  arranging  colors  in  her  little 
doll  clothes.  She  is  particularly  interested  in  flowers  and  helped  to  plant 
and  care  for  a  flower  garden  last  summer.  William  spends  most  of  his 
time  out  on  the  farm  watching  the  men  at  their  work. 

I  am  sorry  we  were  not  able  to  write  you  before  this,  and  hope  it 
will  not  be  too  late.  Sincerely,  Mrs.  L.  W .  Hutchinson. 

St.  Albans,  Vt,  Oct.  8,  1915. 

Allen  Hyatt 

Dear  Mr.  Clark  :  — 

.  -  ,.  ,  T  ,  ,  .  Mrs.  E.  A.  Hyatt 

After  reading  your  letter,  1  have  taken  an  inven- 
tory of  Allen  and  decided  that  there  isn't  the  least  thing  remarkable 
about  our  boy.  He's  just  a  good,  normal  boy  of  eleven  years,  a  little 
above  the  average  in  size  and  weight.  He  is  in  the  fifth  grade  in  public 
school  and  during  summer  vacation  has  studied  from  9  to  11  A.  M.  with 
the  nuns  of  the  French  convent,  and  is  giving  "Daddy"  some  good  prac- 
tice in  reading  and  speaking  French  with  him.  He  has  had  two  years' 
study  of  the  violin  and  plays  well  for  a  youngster  and  enjoys  it.  In 
regard  to  his  earnings,  I  regret  to  say  that  his  only  incentive  for  earn- 
ing money  is  the  fun  he  gets  out  of  spending  it,  still  he  does  errands 
very  cheerfully  and  has  quite  a  delivery  business  all  his  own  given  him 
by  wholesale  drug  firms  who  ship  goods  for  St.  Albans  M.D.'s  directly 
to  Allen  and  he  carries  them  to  the  various  places.  He  has  a  bank 
account  which  interests  him  to  some  extent,  but  it's  a  lot  more  fun  to 
spend  the  money  than  to  put  it  in  the  bank. 

Allen  is  generally  interested  in  all  athletics,  but  is  not  an  enthusi- 
ast over  any  in  particular.  He  loves  to  read  and  to  be  read  to,  par- 
ticularly stories  of  boys'  school  life  and  stories  of  adventure  with  now 
and  then  an  "Oz"  book.  But  he  recently  informed  me  that  I  need  not 
read  any  girls'  stories  to  him  for  he  "just  hated  girls'  stories."  This 
summer    he    has    been    especially    interested    in    swimming    and    he    thor- 

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oiighly  loves  our  dear  Lake  Champlain  and  the  mountains.  Altogether 
his  greatest  delight  is  to  crank  and  drive  the  car  for  Daddy,  and  his 
greatest  ambition  of  the  present  is  to  be  a  machinist.  How  long  this 
will  last  it  is  difficult  to  say,  perhaps  no  longer  than  the  hatred  for  girls' 
stories ! 

When  he  could  not  visit  the  lake  on  hot  days  he  donned  his  bathing 
suit  and  with  the  hose  and  all  its  attachments  and  the  water  turned  on 
full  head,  he  had  a  glorious  time  in  the  back  yard.  One  of  his  cronies 
brought  along  his  bathing  suit  and  joined  him  one  afternoon,  and  could 
you  have  heard  the  shouts  of  "Gee!  Ain't  this  fun,  Doc?"  you  would 
have  realized  the  success  of  the  bathing  system  as  well  as  learned  our 
son's  nickname.  The  yard  is  always  full  of  boys  and  from  a  comparative 
standpoint  I  think  I  can  report  Allen  just  a  good,  fair  sample  of  the 
average  American  boy.  However,  I'm  his  mother  and  therefore  not 
qualified   to   render   a   perfectly   impartial    report. 

I  hope  this  "essay"  together  with  Doctor's  sample  of  Allen's  type- 
written letters  will  help  you  to  get  at  something  you  are  looking  for,  for 
your  record.        With  kindest  wishes,         Sincerely,         5.  Eugenia  Hyatt. 

Vineyard  Haven,  Mass.,  Oct.  14,  1915. 

Arnold  and 

My  dear  Mr.  Clark: —  Ruth  Hyatt 


In  reply  to  your  recent  letter  I  am  very  glad  to  Mrg  w  j  Hyatt 
send  you  the  information  you  desire  in  regard  to  my 
"Dartmouth  '99"  children.  It  would  please  you,  I  am  sure,  to  hear 
Arnold  say  with  all  the  loyal  spirit  of  a  son  of  Dartmouth  "My  father 
was  a  Dartmouth  '99  man."  At  present  it  is  his  ideal  college  because 
"daddy"  went  there,  but  isn't  that  the  spirit  the  '99  men  want  instilled 
into  their  boys? 

Arnold  is  nearly  ten  years  old,  in  November,  and  is  a  very  normal 
boy  intellectually,  but  for  more  than  three  years  has  been  at  a  disadvan- 
tage physically,  under  treatment  for  a  tubercular  hip  joint.  I  am  very 
glad  to  be  able  to  say  now  that  he  has  been  convalescent  for  some 
months  and  is  very  nearly  well. 

It  has  been  a  long  and  hard  three  years,  but  through  it  all  he  has 
been  so  patient  and  happy,  never  complaining.  For  eight  months  he  was 
confined  to  a  bed,  strapped  to  an  iron  frame,  but  since  then  has  been 
active,  using  his  crutches  almost  as  well  as  his  own  legs  and  his  gen- 
eral condition  has  been  splendid,  which  has  helped  to  improve  and 
overcome  the  local  condition.  He  lives  an  out-of-door  life  entirely  and, 
by  the  advice  of  a  specialist,  at  the  seashore. 

You  can  readily  understand  that  this  condition  has  been  a  handicap 
to  him  as  far  as  physical  work  or  play  is  concerned,  but  other  forces 
have  been  the  more  largely  developed  and  the  result  is  an  unusually 
active   mind  and   an   ability  to   use   his   hands.     He   has   attended  public 

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school  for  only  one  year,  but  as  he  says  he  attends  a  "fresh  air"  school 
at  home  and  with  this  instruction  has  been  able  to  keep  up  his  school 
work,  and  is  now  doing  fifth  grade  work  with  the  other  boys  of  his 
age.  In  general  knowledge  I  think  he  is  much  farther  advanced  than 
most  boys  of  his  age.  What  he  may  have  lost  in  special  instruction  in 
the  school-room,  I  feel  he  has  gained  'in  acquiring  a  general  knowledge 
of  things  about  him  by  observation  and  experience. 

His  greatest  source  of  amusement  and  real  enjoyment  is  reading. 
He  simply  "devours"  books  and  very  fortunately  it  has  been,  for  thus 
has  he  spent  many  hours  happily  which  otherwise  would  have  dragged 
slowly  and  miserably  by  with  nothing  to  take  his  attention  from  himself 
and  his  limited  ability  to  do  things.  He  has  his  father's  love  of  history 
and  travel  and  has  read  many  books  on  those  subjects  with  a  great  deal 
of  pleasure  and  profit.  For  lighter  reading  he  enjoys  with  boyish  fervor 
stories  of  Indians,  of  camp  life,  boating  and  adventure.  Stories  of 
animal  life  also  appeal  strongly  to  him. 

He  is  a  devoted  admirer  of  "Dan"  Beard  the  National  Scout  Com- 
missioner and  is  confident  of  being  a  Scout  when  of  eligible  age.  For 
his  own  pleasure  he  has  read  and  re-read  the  "Boy  Scout  Hand-book" 
and  prepared  himself  for  the  first  examination. 

He  is  a  great  lover  of  animals,  takes  the  magazine  Our  Dumb 
Animals  and  is  a  member  of  the  Society  for  the  Prevention  of  Cruelty 
to  Animals.  He  much  prefers  riding  with  a  horse,  even  a  poor  one, 
than  in  an  automobile,  which  goes  to  show  he  is  not  at  all  mechanical. 
He  became  very  much  interested  in  dogs  and  with  his  characteristic 
persistence  sought  for  information  through  study  and  inquiry  until  he 
now  knows  of  about  one  hundred  and  twenty  different  breeds  of  dogs, 
has  the  names  and  many  pictures  in  a  book  in  classified  form.  He  has 
made  it  a  study  just  by  himself,  and  has  determined  by  comparison  of 
traits,  etc.,  which  is  the  breed  he  wishes  to  own  above  all  others. 
Nothing  can  swerve  him  from  his  decision. 

He  has  also  made  quite  a  study  of  birds  and  is  now  becoming  inter- 
ested in  trees.  These  naturally  follow  from  an  out-of-door  life  and  a 
keen  observation.  Any  subject  which  involves  research  work  appeals 
to  him  at  once,  and  he  will  go  to  the  very  limit  in  seeking  knowledge 
about  that  certain  thing,  that  is  within  his  sphere  of  understanding  and 
resources. 

He  has  used  his  hands  in  fashioning  knots.  In  his  acquaintance  with 
sea  captains  here  at  the  seashore,  he  has  learned  to  make  or  tie  more  than 
thirty  different  kinds  of  knots,  knowing  each  by  name.  The  climax  was 
reached  just  recently  in  the  accomplishment  of  a  perfect  "Turk's  Head!" 
In  this  way  he  has  also  become  familiar  with  the  different  kinds  of  sail- 
ing craft,  learning  the  sails  and  different  parts  of  all  from  an  ordinary 
"cat"  to  a  six-masted  schooner. 

He  surely  has  a  student's  mind,  but  with  it  all  he  is  fond  of 
sports  as  the  average  boy,  though  at  present  he  is  prevented  from  join- 

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ing  in  them  to  any  extent.  He  is  content  to  watch  others.  He  loves 
a  ball  game  with  every  fibre  of  his  sporting  nature,  though  he  must  be 
a  spectator  or  at  best  the  referee.  He  is  naturally  of  a  very  happy, 
cheerful  disposition,  which  is  wonderful  to  him  under  present  conditions, 
but  his  greatest  ambition  now  is  to  be  well  and  physically  strong. 

1  have  written  much,  too  much,  I  fear,  about  our  boy,  but  you  asked 
me  to  be  "generous"  and  you  may  just  pick  out  the  bits  of  information 
you  desired  for  the  report,  keeping  the  rest  of  personal  interest  to  your- 
self. 

Ruth  is  a  perfectly  normal  girl  of  nearly  nine  years,  rather  tall  and 
well  proportioned.  She  is  in  the  fourth  grade  at  public  school  and 
ranks  well  in  her  studies.  Her  report  last  year  showed  a  general 
average  of  ninety-five  per  cent.  She  is  specially  strong  in  reading  and 
spelling  and  language.  She  has,  like  her  brother,  literary  tastes  and  is 
also  very  musical.  Has  been  taking  piano  lessons  for  some  months  and 
thoroughly  enjoys  it.  She  would  rather  practice  than  play  at  games.  Her 
ambition  is  to  "play  a  big  organ  and  teach."  This  latter  accomplish- 
ment has  appeared  very  clearly  in  her  nature.  In  all  her  play  she  shows 
this  propensity  and  among  her  playmates  she  is  easily  a  leader.  She 
is  at  her  best  as  the  teacher  when  playing  "school". 

Ruth  is  already  a  real  help  at  home.  She  can  do  many  things  well 
and  when  shown  to  her  in  the  light  of  a  responsibility  as  her  part  of 
the  household  duties,  she  is  ready  to  do  them.  I  find  that  this  appeals 
to  her  sense  of  duty  and  responsibility  with  better  results  than  when 
she  is  asked  to  "help  mother."  She  takes  the  entire  care  of  her  own 
room,  washes  dishes,  does  the  dusting,  and  her  favorite  work  is  straight- 
ening out  a  confused  place,  whether  it  be  the  play-room  or  a  bureau 
drawer. 

Ruth  is  very  happy  with  her  books,  reads  quite  as  much  as  is  good 
for  her  and  will  read  aloud  so  long  as  any  one  will  listen.  She  is  fond 
of  out-door  plays  and  sports.  Both  Ruth  and  Arnold  are  true  lovers 
of  "God's  out-of-doors"  and  enjoys  to  the  utmost  life  in  the  open,  a 
camping  trip  which  they  have  been  privileged  to  experience  at  various 
times  is  a  perfect  joy.  Ruth  likes  a  good  tramp,  and  for  a  small  girl 
can  do  very  well.  She  can  easily  do  four  or  five  miles  at  a  stretch 
without  being  tired.  She  is  passionately  fond  of  flowers,  but  as  yet  her 
efforts  in  gardening  have  not  met  with  very  great  success. 

Both  children  enjoy  the  water  bathing  and  boating  and  in  summer 
spend  much  of  their  time  on  the  beach.  As  you  see,  they  are  "out-of- 
door  children"  and  I  think  life  in  a  city  now  would  be  unbearable  for 
them. 

I  trust  from  this  rambling  account  of  them  you  may  be  able  to 
glean  something  which  may  be  of  interest  in  the  class  report. 

May  I  take  this  opportunity,  late  as  it  is,  to  thank  you  for  sending 
me    the    last    report?      I    was    very    much    pleased    with    the    tribute    to 


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Mr.  Hyatt.  I  prize  it  greatly  now,  and  it  will  be  of  great  value  to  the 
children,  Arnold  especially,  when  old  enough  to  fully  appreciate  it. 
Most  sincerely  yours,  Jessica  Crowell  Hyatt. 

Manchester,  N.  H.,  Oct.  6,  1915. 

.~  ht  /-  JohnWalter  Johntson 
Dear  Mr.  Clark  : —  


The  tasks  of  a  secretary  are   sufficiently  tiresome  Mrs.  R.  P.  Johntson 
even  when  one  receives  prompt  reports  and  replies  to 
inquiries, — I   know  this    from   personal   experience, — so   I   hasten  to  give 
you  all  the  information  you  ask  in  full  detail. 

John  Walter  is  a  sophomore  in  the  Manchester  High  School.  Last 
year  he  came  rather  near  being  on  the  honor  roll,  but  his  Latin  held 
him  clown  to  an  eighty-six  average  (ninety  being  required).  This 
year  he  is  taking  French,  too,  and  is  doing  so  well  that  I  have  hopes 
of  the  honor  roll  although  he  says  there  is  no  chance  on  account  of 
Latin.  Walter  had  heard  of  "French  tables"  at  various  schools  and 
thought  it  would  be  a  fine  plan  to  have  only  French  at  table  here  at 
home.  His  father  and  I  agreed,  but  after  a  very  few  meals  Walter 
begged  for  a  change.  You  see  his  vocabulary  was  most  limited  and 
while  Rob  and  I  talked  all  the  time,  Walter  couldn't  speak  at  all  and 
couldn't  understand  anything  we  said.  He  couldn't  stand  it  to  keep 
quiet  and  was  so  afraid  he  was  losing  out  on  something  that  he  squealed. 

We  are  talking  of  sending  him  to  St.  Paul's  at  Concord  next  year. 
Their  new  building  for  winter  tennis  is  the  great  inducement  to  him. 
He  loves  tennis  and  good  judges  say  he  gives  great  promise  at  that 
game.  He  won  the  cup  in  the  25-yard  dash  for  boys  at  the  North  Shore 
swimming  pool  this  summer  and  he  really  is  a  first  class  swimmer.  He 
is  one  of  the  fifteen  best  golfers  in  our  Country  Club  at  present. 

Last  winter  Walter  won  the  boys'  championship  for  bowling  and 
got  up  to  the  finals  in  the  pool  tournament;  also  he  held  the  chess 
record  at  Y.M.C.A.  He  belongs  to  the  Boy  Scouts  and  last  year  was  a 
patrol  leader.  He  is  5  ft.  7^4  inches  tall  and  weighs  124  pounds  and  is 
gaining  in  weight  very  rapidly  now.  He  looks  quite  like  a  man.  The 
other  day  we  were  discussing  business  and  I  asked  him  if  he  still 
thought  he  would  go  to  Law  School  and  practice  law.  He  said  no 
indeed,  he  had  changed  his  mind  and  had  decided  to  be  a  bank  president 
\  asked  (jokingly,  of  course)  if  he  had  decided  to  take  up  the  duties  of 
bank  president  immediately  on  his  graduation  from  Dartmouth,  and  he 
replied  in  all  seriousness,  "Oh,  no,  I  intend  to  go  to  Tuck  School  a  year 
first."  T  am  sorry  to  say  that  he  has  absolutely  no  household  duties  to 
perform  and  doesn't  earn  any  money  for  anything,  ever. 

Now  I  think  I  have  answered  all  your  questions.  I  will  add,  how- 
ever, that  Walter  is  a  member  of  the  Forum  at  school  and  is  quite  a 
debater.  He  took  part  in  two  public  debates  last  winter  and  will  no 
doubt  do  as  much  this  year. 

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Rob  and  Walter  are  both  going  to  Hanover  for  Dartmouth  night 
and  Walter  wants  to  go  again  in  December  as  a  delegate  to  the  Y.M.C. 
A.   boys'   conference — maybe  I'll  allow  it. 

Of  course  you  can't  guess  that  I'm  rather  proud  of  my  son !  With 
best  wishes,  I  am  Sincerely  yours,        Edna  L.  Johnston. 

New   Hampton,   N.   H.,   Nov.   16,   1915, 

Pauline  Joy 


My  dear  Mr.  Clark  : —  Mrs.  C.  L.  Joy 

About  the  smaller  Joys.  There  are  two,  Pauline 
and  Barbara,  Pauline  being  eleven  is  the  one  about  whom  I  am  to  tell 
you.  She  is  attending  the  "Preparatory  department"  of  the  school  in 
which  Clarence  teaches.  She  will  study  there  for  two  years  and  then 
enter  the  "Institution"  for  the  regular  four  years'  course.  She  was 
eleven  last  month,  is  nearly  as  tall  as  her  mother,  is  built  exactly  like 
her  father,  weighing  about  one  hundred  and  fifteen  pounds  and  wearing 
at  present  a  number  four  shoe.  She  is  studying  music,  but  I'm  sure 
she  will  never  arrive  at  fame.  Her  ranks  are  very  good  in  general, 
but  nothing  above  the  average  perhaps. 

I  asked  her  this  noon  what  she  would  like  to  be  when  grown  up 
and  the  answer  was  "a  milliner."  We  have  noticed  an  especial  talent 
for  designing  doll's  apparel,  also  for  cutting  it  out  and  basting  the  gar- 
ments together.  These  I  generally  find  in  bureau  drawers  or  in  the 
attic  unfinished,  so  dressmaking  may  be  added  to  her  chosen  vocation 
aforementioned. 

Her  spending  money  is  earned  by  helping  her  mother  with  the 
housework,  her  regular  tasks  being  to  make  beds  and  help  with  the 
dishes.        Very  sincerely  yours,        Lena  Chamberlain  Joy. 

Epping,    N.    H.,   Oct.   5,    1915, 

Karl  Ladd 
Dear  Mr.  Clark  : —  ~ ~~ 

First    of    all    Karl    spells    his    name    with    a    "K."  Ladd  Robinson 

His   father  named  him  and  just  because  he  liked  the 
German    "Karl"    so    I    have    always    insisted    on    having    it    spelt    as    he 
wanted  it.     He  was  ten  years  old  the  22nd  of  July. 

He  looks  like  Harry  although  his  hair  is  straight  and  his  features 
are  small.  But  the  expression  of  his  eyes  reminds  one  that  he  is  Harry 
Ladd's  boy.  He  is  four  feet  and  four  inches  and  weighs  about  sixty 
pounds. 

I  regret  to  say  that  the  first  eight  years  of  his  life  were  spent  in 
a  hard  fight  for  an  existence.  He  was  taken  sick  as  soon  as  we  came 
here  and  has  tried  to  have  everything  that  he  could  get  in  those  eight 
years.  Two  years  ago  he  had  his  throat  operated  on  and  was  put  out 
doors  to  sleep.  He  has  slept  out  doors  summer  and  winter  for  two 
years.      He    started    school    at    six,    but    the    first    two   years    were    time 

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wasted.  He  was  out  almost  all  the  time  with  sickness  and  so  at  eight 
he  was  still  in  the  first  grade.  But  he  is  doing  very  well  now  and  he 
is  taking  the  third  and  fourth  grade  together  this  year  in  hopes  to  make 
up  what  he  has  lost.  He  is  very  much  interested  in  his  school  work 
and  anxious  to  catch  up.  He  studied  during  the  summer  hoping  to  skip 
a  year. 

The  height  of  his  ambition,  at  present,  seems  to  be  a  musician.  He 
has  never  been  strong  enough  to  do  what  other  boys  of  his  age  did 
and  is  only  just  beginning  to  play  baseball  and  throw  rocks.  He  goes 
to  the  Public  School  and  of  course  mingles  with  all  kinds  of  children. 
He  had  his  first  fight  a  couple  weeks  ago  and  came  home  with  a  very 
sore  and  black  hand.  But  he  said  the  boy  was  bigger  than  he  was  and 
struck  him  first  so  I  let  it  go.  I  think  perhaps  the  contact  with  larger 
and  rougher  boys  may  be  what  he  needs  now  that  he  is  getting  more 
strength.  He  has  naturally  been  cared  for  a  great  deal  and  hasn't 
had  a  chance  to  be  much  of  a  boy.  He  loves  to  run  and  can  beat 
any  boy  around  here  anywhere  near  his  age.  But  that  is  one  of  the 
things  the  doctor  has  forbidden.  He  went  to  a  picnic  last  summer  and 
won  a  race  (fifty  yards  I  believe)  and  lost  two  pounds.  He  also  won 
the  standing  broad  jump  and  running  high  jump.  He  is  very  quick 
and  wiry  and  would  like  to  be  an  athlete  if  he  had  the  strength  to  keep 
up  under  it. 

He  had  a  small  garden  this  summer  and  took  an  interest  in  it  and 
kept  it  in  good  condition.  He  doesn't  do  much  around  home  while  he 
is  in  school.  He  seems  to  need  the  rest  of  his  time  to  rest  and  get 
ready  for  the  next  day.  Still  he  chops  my  kindling  and  brings  in  wood 
night  and  morning  during  the  fall  and  winter.  He  is  very  strong  in 
his  arms  and  can  lift  more  than  his  heart  will  stand. 

Last  winter  he  started  to  skate,  but  fell  on  his  nose  and  fainted  so 
he  didn't  succeed  very  well.  Just  now  he  has  a  new  bicycle  and  is 
riding  it  to  school.  He  visited  his  aunt  (Harry's  sister)  in  Stockbridge, 
Mass.,  during  the  summer  and  earned  some  money  doing  errands  and 
my  husband  and  I  pay  him  to  do  little  things  for  us.  The  wheel  is 
the  first  thing  he  has  bought  with  his  own  money.  He  is  just  beginning 
to  realize  that  he  has  got  to  earn  his  own  money. 

He  is  very  fond  of  fishing  and  camping  and  would  like  to  go  gun- 
ning. His  step-father  takes  him  fishing  and  we  go  to  camp  in  summer. 
He  will  walk  all  day  to  go  trouting  and  be  sick  a  week  without  a  com- 
plaint. He  is  very  much  interested  in  anything  about  his  father. 
Harry's  things  were  all  burned  and  so  he  has  very  little  to  keep  that 
belonged  to  him.  T  have  his  class  photo  book  and  his  diploma  and 
baton  and  I  think  that  is  all.  His  baseball  clothes  and  bat  and  golf 
sticks  and  in  fact  everything  that  Karl  would  prize  were  packed  away 
and  burned  with  the  house. 

Karl  has  one  marked  characteristic :  he  is  absolutely  not  afraid  of 
anything.     He   goes   out   doors   to   bed   alone   every   night   with   his   dog 

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(and  alone  before  he  had  the  dog)  and  one  night  last  winter  he  walked 
a  half  mile  alone  in  the  dark  on  a  country  road  to  get  some  corn  to 
pop.     I  went  to  meet  him  and  he  asked  me  why  I  came. 

He  has  a  Scotch  Collie  dog  that  he  is  very  fond  of.  He  plays  with 
him  hours  throwing  sticks  and  teaching  him  to  do  tricks.  He  has  a 
tool  chest   with   some  very  good  tools  and  he  likes  to  use  them. 

Just  at  present  he  wants  to  take  violin  and  piano  lessons  and  I 
hope  later  he  can  take  enough  to  be  able  to  entertain  himself  and 
friends.  He  talks  of  going  to  Dartmouth  and  if  his  health  holds  good 
and  he  can  get  the  "necessary"  I  guess  he  will.  He  has  a  good  many 
years  to  look  forward  to  it  anyway.  I  hope  Karl  can  go  to  the  next 
class  reunion  and  if  some  one  of  you  fellows  will  take  him  in  charge, 
1  will  be  glad  to  have  him  go.  I  should  like  nothing  better  than  to 
have  him  meet  Harry's  classmates  and  think  it  would  be  something  he 
would  always  remember.  If  any  of  you  fellows  ever  come  up  this  way, 
I  would  like  to  have  you  come  and  see  Karl  and  if  I  come  down  to 
Boston  I  would  like  to  bring  him  to  see  you  and  Mr.  Drew  and  any 
others  that  would  care  to  see  him.  Yours  very  truly,  Josephine 
Ladd  Robinson. 


435  Ft.  Washington  Ave., 

New  York,  N.  Y,  Oct.  7,  1915, 


Ronald  Leavitt 


Mrs.  A.  B.  Leavitt 


Dear  Mr.   Clark  : — 

Yours  of  the  fifth  received  and  I  will  do  the  best  I  can  in  giving 
you  a  sketch  of  the  "Class  Baby"  at  the  present  time. 

1  may  be  a  little  prejudiced,  but  will  try  and  be  fair.  First  of  all 
will  give  him  an  excellent  character  with  no  bad  habits.  He  has  grown 
very  rapidly  in  the  past  two  years  and  is  a  manly  looking  lad  for  his 
years  as  you  can  see  from  the  picture  I  will  send  you  later.  The  picture 
was  taken  when  he  was  fourteen  and  a  half.  He  is  five  feet  eight  and 
a  half  inches  tall  and  weighs  one  hundred  and  thirty-eight  pounds  and 
as  he  has  an  excellent  appetite  am  sure  he  still  grows. 

He  has  always  attended  public  school  and  graduated  from  Gram- 
mar last  June.  He  got  first  mention  for  his  work  in  the  carpenter's 
shop  and  we  have  a  nice  table  which  was  the  result  of  his  work  in  the 
trades  last  term.  He  is  hoping  to  be  a  chemical  engineer  and  is  now 
in  Stuyvesant  High  School  taking  the  scientific  course.  He  is  only 
medium  in  his  school  work  caused  by  the  fact  that  he  enjoys  reading 
so  much  more  than  study,  but  as  his  choice  of  reading  is  good,  he  gets 
much  knowledge  in  this  way  he  would  not  get  from  text  books.  He 
seems  to  have  a  great  love  for  "Popular  Mechanics"  and  anything  con- 
nected with  machinery.  He  fixed  a  grandfather  clock  the  other  day 
that  a  clock  repairer  had  worked  on  for  a  year  without  much  success 
and  the  clock  now  goes  and  keeps  good  time. 


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Ronald's  athletic  pursuits  are  swimming,  running,  basketball  and  the 
usual  gym  work.  He  belongs  to  the  Y.M.C.A.  and  has  joined  the  Boy 
Scouts  connected  with  the  Presbyterian  church  of  which  he  is  a  mem- 
ber and  is  Senior  Patrol  Leader.  We  have  discouraged  ball  playing 
as  he  was  growing  so  fast  and  had  a  weak  heart  after  recovering  from 
pneumonia  five  years  ago,  but  at  present  he  seems  physically  perfect. 

I  just  asked  him  about  his  household  duties  and  he  said  "Yes,  I 
take  care  of  father's  auto,"  for  which  he  seems  to  have  a  great  liking, 
as  the  dirtier  he  gets  the  better  he  likes  it,  and  says  when  he  gets  his 
allowance  from  father  for  spending  money  he  has  earned  it  as  it  is  a 
difficult  task  to  collect. 

During  the  summer  vacation  we  sent  him  to  New  Hampshire  on 
a  farm  where  he  did  all  kinds  of  work  from  feeding  chickens  to  cut- 
ting underbrush,  in  this  way  earning  part  of  his  board  and  a  good 
coat  of  tan.  While  in  New  Hampshire  he  had  a  rifle  and  practiced 
target  shooting,  also  shot  chipmunks  and  a  crow  so  I  fear  he  will  fol- 
low his  father's  footsteps  and  love  shot  and  shell. 

If  you  had  asked  me  about  the  younger  children,  I  could  have 
written  a  volume  as  we  have  a  boy  of  six  and  a  girl  four  who  are  the 
liveliest  pair  existing  and  it  takes  the  whole  famliy  to  keep  them  in 
order  and  I  should  say  that  Ronald's  household  duty  is  to  make  brother 
and  sister  toe  the  mark.      Very  sincerely  yours,      Mrs.  Laura  U.  Leavitt. 

Wells  River,  Vt.,  Dec.   15,  1915, 

Leland  Lyster 


Dear  Mr.   Clark  : —  Mrs.  H.  L.  Lyster 

Leland  Conwell  Lyster,  generally  known  as  "Pard" 
was  15  years  old  Dec.  6.  He  is  5  ft.  9%  inches  in  height  and  weighs 
132  lbs.  His  build  is  straight  and  slender  with  a  full  chest.  His  com- 
plexion is  blonde  with  rosy  cheeks.  He  is  a  regular  boy  of  the  hardy 
kind,  a  boy's  boy  and  has  no  use  whatever  for  girls.  He  is  in  his  2nd 
year  at  Wells  River  High  School  and  is,  I  believe,  an  average  student. 
He  joined  the  Eagle  Patrol  of  Boy  Scouts  several  years  ago  and  was 
second  class  scout  when  the  last  meetings  were  held.  (There  is  no 
Scout  Master  at  present).  He  has  always  attended  Sunday  School  and 
belongs  to  the  Christian  Endeavor.  He  has  always  been  a  baseball  en- 
thusiast and  is  fond  of  all  sports.  He  plays  baseball  and  basketball, 
swims  some  and  is  a  very  good  skater.  He  is  also  fond  of  hunting  and 
fishing,  but  his  use  of  a  gun  has  not  been  sanctioned  to  any  extent.  He 
had  great  endurance  as  a  long  distance  walker  and  bicycle  rider.  He 
learned  telegraphy  several  years  ago  (the  code)  and  puts  in  consider- 
able time  winters  in  practice  under  an  operator.  He  is  a  great  reader 
of  books,  magazines  and  the  newspapers.  He  doesn't  care  for  house- 
hold duties,  but  brings  in  the  wood  and  kindling,  runs  on  errands  and 
sometimes  builds  the  kitchen  fire  in  the  morning.  He  earns  a  good 
deal  of  money  about  town  by  doing  errands  and  jobs  of  various  kinds 

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too  numerous  to  mention.  He  is  very  saving  of  his  money  and  has  a 
good  sized  bank  account  of  his  own  besides  his  pocket  money.  Though 
he  doesn't  smoke  or  swear,  he  is  not  a  "mama's"  boy  in  the  least,  but 
is  uncommonly  self-reliant.  He  doesn't  say  what  his  ambition  is  for 
the  future,  but  sometime  ago  spoke  of  being  a  veterinarian.  (Our 
next  neighbor  is  a  veterinarian  and  his  son,  Leland's  chum,  will  prob- 
ably fit  for  that  work.)  Respectfully,  Mrs.  H.  L.  Lyster. 

San   Antonio,   Texas,   Oct.    11,    1915, 

Margaret  and 

Dear  George:  Russell  Norton 

Margaret  will  be  ten  on  November  10th.  Height  a.  H.  W.  Norton 
4  ft.  S]/2  inches.  Weight  60  lbs.,  fair  complexion, 
gray  eyes.  Entered  the  Riverside  Park  School  of  the  Independent  School 
District  of  San  Antonio  in  the  fall  of  1912  and  has  worked  up  to  the 
low  4th  grade,  average  to  date  about  82.  Favorite  study  geography, 
favorite  cake  fruit  cake,  favorite  refreshment  sherbet,  favorite  amuse- 
ment cooking.  Rather  too  quiet  to  make  a  basketball  player  though 
likes  to  drop-kick  and  throw  a  football.  Ambition  is  to  be  a  school 
teacher.  Very  fond  of  reading  though  won't  admit  it.  Favorite  story 
"Little  Women."  Rather  too  quiet  in  disposition,  but  a  fine  little  house- 
keeper and  always  on  the  job.  Very  fond  of  caring  for  the  chickens 
and  enjoys  riding  the  pony  whenever  she  has  a  chance.  My  Peggy  is 
one  on  whom  I  can  absolutely  depend. 

Russell  celebrated  his  eighth  anniversary  last  April.  Height  4  ft. 
\l/2  inches,  weight  59  lbs.,  fair  complexion,  sometimes  called  "Spec"  or 
"Turkey-egg"  at  school.  Entered  the  Riverside  Park  Public  grade 
school  of  the  Independent  School  District  of  San  Antonio  in  February, 
1914,  and  is  now  in  the  low  second  grade,  average  to  date  about  74, 
but  hopes  to  improve.  Favorite  study  reading,  favorite  cake  chocolare 
layer,  favorite  refreshment  ice  cream,  favorite  amusement  riding  a 
horse  (4  footed)  and  teasing  anyone  he  is  able  to.  He  is  very  fond  of 
baseball  and  football  and  any  rough  exercise.  Can  swing  an  axe 
fairly  well,  chops  a  portion  of  the  wood,  can  milk  two  cows  without 
tiring  and  rides  his  pony  with  the  recklessness  of  ignorance.  A  sinewy 
boy,  high-tempered  and  very  affectionate.  Hopes  to  be  a  civil  engineer 
some  day.         Yours  as  ever,         Arthur  H.   W.  Norton. 

35  Lansdale  St.,  Rochester,  N.  Y., 

Richard  and 

Dear  Mr.  Clark:—  Edith  Nye 

I  wish  I  might  send  you  some  real  thrilling  copy  Mrs.  E.  L.  Nye 

for    the    report,    but    our    children    happen    to    be    the 
average  kind.     Richard  is  a  book-worm.     He  will   read  any  day  rather 
than  play,  though  he  is  quite  interested  in  his  Boys'  Club  at  school,  and 
in  his   Scout  troop.     Edith   has  a  very  vivid  imagination  and  is  always 

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ready  for  play,  especially  playing  "mother"  to  her  younger  brother.  She 
says  she  wants  to  be  a  school  teacher.  There  is  no  sign  from  Richard 
as  to  what  he  wants  to  be,  except  that  he  seems  quite  sure  he  wants 
to  go  to  Dartmouth. 

They  both  attend  public  school,  Richard  in  seventh  grade  A,  above 
the  average  in  scholarship ;  Edith  in  fourth  grade  B,  about  average. 
They  are  average  height  and  weight.  They  both  help  me  some  about 
the  house,  and  Richard  earned  a  little  spending  money  this  summer 
caddying  at  the  Country  Club.  He  has  had  to  put  on  glasses  this  last 
summer,  so  we  have  to  restrict  his  reading  and  encourage  out-door 
work. 

I  hope  this  may  be  of  some  help  to  you.  We  have  always  enjoyed 
reading  the  report,  and  wish  you  all  success  with  this  one.  Very  truly 
yours,        May  H.  Nye. 

Orono,   Me.,  Oct.  23,   1915, 

Ruth  Pearl 


Dear  Mr.  Clark  : —  Mrs.  R.  Pearl 

The  chief  impression  which  your  letter  made  when 
I  read  it  was,  what  a  remarkable  knowledge   (for  a  bachelor)   you  had 
concerning    matters    pertaining    to    childhood !      Did    you    compose    your 
queries  entirely  out  of  your  own  understanding  or  did  you  seek  the  as- 
sistance of  some  '99  wife? 

Ruth  DeWitt  Pearl  was  born  April  21,  1907,  in  Philadelphia.  Weight 
at  birth  9l/2  lbs.,  length  22  inches.  Weight  at  present  age  of  8  years,  7 
mo.,  71  lbs.  In  appearance  she  strongly  resembles  her  father.  Her 
health  has  been  generally  very  good.  Grip  and  whooping  cough  are  the 
only  contagious  diseases  that  she  has  ever  had.  She  has  never  regularly 
attended  school  until  this  year.  She  is  now  in  the  fourth  reader.  Her 
chief  aim  at  present  is  to  have  a  good  time.  While  she  is  doing  very 
well  in  her  school  work,  yet  she  does  not  take  her  studies  at  all  seri- 
ously and  her  grading  for  conduct  and  effort  are  below  the  average. 
She  is  very  fond  of  reading,  especially  poetry  and  has  even  attempted 
to  compose  verses.  The  result,  I  must  confess,  does  not  give  the  slight- 
est encouragement  for  her  parents  to  think  that  their  offspring  is  a 
budding  poetess. 

Ruth  has  taken  piano  lessons  but  so  far  shows  no  very  great  in- 
terest in  music.  I  may  say,  however,  that  so  far  as  songs  go,  the  can- 
ticle, "Oh,  there's  1913  and  there's  1914,  etc.,"  has  a  deep  and  abiding 
place  in  her  heart  and  that  she  and  her  father  very  frequently  let  the 
neighbors  know  that  "the  best  damn  class  ...  is  the  class  of  '99." 
Aside  from  reading,  one  of  Ruth's  chief  indoor  amusements  is  to  play 
with  her  dolls.  She  is  very  fond  of  all  outdoor  sports  that  it  is  within 
her  power  to  participate  in,  except  walking.  In  the  winter  she  spends 
much  time  coasting  and  skiing.  Very  sincerely  yours,  Maud  De- 
Witt   Pearl. 

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Pleasantville,  N.  J.,  Oct.  6,  1915, 

Lillian  and 

Dear  Mr.  Clark:—  Charles  Risley 

Lillian  is  ten  years  old,  her  height  is  4  ft.  6  inches,  Mrs.  C.  I.  Risley 
weight  66  pounds,  and  she  is  in  the  fifth  grade  of 
Pleasantville  school  and  has  always  been  one  of  the  brightest  of  the 
class.  She  is  also  taking  up  the  study  of  music.  She  is  very  fond  of 
all  games.  She  spends  her  spare  moments  sewing  and  helping  with  the 
housework,  such  as  dusting  and  keeping  her  room  in  order  and  she 
seems  to  be  fond  of  doing  it. 

Charles  Russell  Risley  who  is  in  his  eighth  year,  I  am  afraid  is  not 
as  bright  as  his  sister.  He  is  in  the  second  grade.  He  is  very  fond 
of  gardening  and  is  always  making  little  wagons  to  run  on  the  sidewalk. 
He  is  also  interested  in  batteries,  in  fact  all  kinds  of  electrical  appli- 
ances. Russell's  weight  is  fifty-five  pounds  and  his  height  is  4  ft.  2 
inches.         Yours  sincerely,         Mrs.   Charles  Risley. 

Portsmouth,  N.  H.,  Oct.  22,   1915. 

Francis  Rowe 


Dear   Mr.    Clark  : —  Mrs.  R.  G.  Rowe 

Francis,  in  the  second  year  of  High  School,  finds 
little  difficulty  with  his  studies,  if  one  can  judge  by  his  marks.  Like 
his  father,  though,  he  had  much  rather  indulge  in  athletic  sports  than 
attend  classes.  He  plays  baseball  every  spare  minute  in  the  summer 
and  football  in  the  fall.  He  plays  some  tennis  and  golf,  but  is  not 
proficient  at  either  game  as  yet.  He  prefers  baseball  to  all  other 
games.  He  is  a  member  of  the  Boy  Scouts  of  this  city,  taking  much  in- 
terest in  learning  the  many  things  required,  such  as  the  international 
code,  semaphore  system  of  signalling,  woodcraft,  etc.  One  of  the  re- 
quirements of  this  organization  is  that  each  member  must  earn  the 
money  with  which  to  procure  his  outfit.  This  was  accomplished  prin- 
cipally by  digging  dandelion  greens  last  Spring.  He  finds,  too,  that 
hunting  golf  balls  (which,  by  the  way,  he  sells  to  his  father)  is  a  rather 
remunerative  pastime. 

He  has  never  indicated  any  particular  leaning  towards  what  will 
be  his  life  work.  He  is  taking  the  college  preparatory  course,  but  his 
future  in  this  line  is  rather  indefinite  still.  His  college,  if  he  attends 
one,  will  depend  much  on  his  own  choice  and  also  on  what  training 
will  be  required  for  the  branch  of  work  which  he  selects.  Sincerely, 

Mrs.  Robert  G.  Rowe. 

Bridgeton,    N.    J. 

Helen  Sewall 


My   dear   Mr.    Clark  : —  Mrs.  M.  F.  Sewall 

It  is  so  nice  just  once  to  be  asked  to  talk  about 
my  children  instead  of  being  asked  to  stop  talking  about  them.     Helen 

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should  interest  the  '99-ers  most,  as  she  is  eldest  and  as  like  her  father 
as  a  little  girl  can  be.  Her  eighth  birthday  comes  this  week  and  as  a 
gift  she  demands  an  Indian  suit  to  join  her  brother  in  his  Wild  West 
plays  and  to  be  the  "Squab".  To  simplify  my  arrangements  for  the 
inevitable  birthday  party  she  also  suggests  my  omitting  all  the  girls 
and  having  only  the  boys. 

On  the  other  hand,  the  little  daughter  is  truly  feminine  when  it 
comes  to  clothes.  She  is  a  good  student  and  faithful  at  the  only  imposed 
task,  piano  practice.  Her  school  is  a  very  nice  private  institution,  a 
corrective  for  the  somewhat  rowdy  tendencies. 

There  is  always  a  lively  argument  when  her  Bryn  Mawr  mother 
tries  to  overcome  her  father's  loyalty  to  New  England  colleges  in  gen- 
eral, and  Smith  in  particular.  Let  us  hope  another  reunion  will  permit 
of  some  of  these  '99  youngsters  getting  together.  With  best  wishes 
to  all  our  Hanover  friends,  I  am,  Very  sincerely  yours,  Helen  S. 

Sewall. 

Fairview,  Okla.,   Dec.   14,   1915. 

Roger,  Walter  and 

Dear  George:—  JeromeStaley 

Now   about   the   boys  : — they   have   all   three   been  F.  c.  Staley 

making  good  progress  in  school.  Roger  and  Walter 
are  now  in  fifth  grade,  and  Jerome  is  in  the  third.  Roger  is  of  a 
mechanical  turn  of  mind,  always  wanting  to  build  something.  If  he 
isn't  building  a  new  chicken  house,  or  a  pigeon  roost,  it  is  an  automo- 
bile or  a  coaster.  For  an  eleven-year-old  boy  he  is  very  handy  about 
such  things.  Fond  of  pets,  he  has  both  chickens  and  pigeons.  Would 
have  rabbits,  too,  if  we  would  allow  it.  But  as  I  keep  a  very  good 
hunting  dog,  and  my  wife  has  a  canary,  and  a  few  cats,  we  had  to  draw 
the  line  somewhere.  So  we  decided  to  stop  before  we  came  to  rabbits. 
Walter,  on  the  other  hand,  is  a  book-worm.  Is  a  good  student  in 
school,  likes  to  read,  and  is  quiet  and  reposeful  in  disposition.  On 
account  of  his  easy-going  disposition  he  comes  in  for  a  good  many 
household  duties,  all  of  which  he  takes  as  a  matter  of  course.  At  times 
he  is  certainly  imposed  upon,  but  he  is  too  good-natured  to  make  a 
kick.  That  is,  as  long  as  it  is  his  mother  who  is  asking  his  services, 
but  he  is  as  balky  as  a  mule  with  anyone  else  who  tries  to  run  it  over 
him. 

Both  the  older  boys  play  hard  at  baseball,  tennis,  and  usual  boy 
sports.  And  Jerome,  the  youngest,  tries  his  best  to  keep  pace  with 
them.  But  his  legs  are  a  little  too  short,  and  he  is  at  times  a  sore  trial 
to  the  older  pair,  for  as  they  say,  he  generally  gets  only  far  enough  to 
"bust  up  the  game."  But  they  are  all  three  healthy,  wide-awake,  live 
boys.  Not  models  by  any  means,  but  we  feel  that  they  are  headed  in 
the  right  direction,  and  that  eventually  they  will  grow  up  to  be  the 
sort  of  boys  who  will   want  to  go  to  the  good  old   College  on  the  Hill, 

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and  the  kind  that  Dartmouth  will  be  glad  to  have  enrolled  as  students. 

Trusting  that  the  information  given  will  be  of  some  slight  service, 
and    with   kindest   regards,    I    remain,  Yours   very    truly,  F.    C. 

Staley. 

P.  S.— "Walt"  calls  Jerome  a  "disturbing  elephant." 

Cascade,   Montana,   December  26,   1915. 

Dorothy,  Robert  and 
Dear    Mr.    Clark:—  Thomas  Elbert 

When  you  asked  me  for  some  details  of  the  chil-  TooteU 

dren's  life  on  our  Montana  ranch,  it  seemed  quite  Mrs.  A.  B.  Tootell 
impossible  to  contribute  anything  of  interest.  We 
are  about  thirty  miles  from  Great  Falls,  and  most  of  the  ranches  in 
the  neighborhood  being  very  large,  we  have  not  even  very  near  neigh- 
bors. The  ranch  is  our  life,  furnishing  plenty  of  work  for  all,  and  our 
recreation,  for  the  most  part,  grows  out  of  our  home  and  farm  interests. 
That  our  children's  life  is  quite  different  from  that  of  the  other  class 
children  I  readily  grant,  and  gladly  attempt  to  give  you  some  idea 
of  the  way  they  spend  their  days. 

Dorothy,  a  rather  quiet  girl  of  twelve,  is  this  year  finishing  her 
eighth  grade  school  work.  Inasmuch  as  our  school  district  was  organ- 
ized only  four  years  ago,  it  will  be  seen  that  she  has  done  quite  a  part 
of  the  work  at  home.  We  have  a  theory  that  the  child  who  can  read 
intelligently,  has  a  good  working  vocabulary  and  cultivated  powers  of 
observation,  can  afford  to  be  a  little  late  in  taking  up  formal  school 
work,  and  in  Dorothy's  case  it  seems  to  have  proved  practical.  She  is 
a  fine  little  worker,  if,  a  la  Samantha,  "I  do  say  it  as  shouldn't."  The 
past  two  summer  she  has  practically  saved  the  hiring  of  help  in  the 
house,  most  of  the  time  washing  the  cream  separator,  milk  pails,  cans, 
etc.  Last  summer,  in  addition  to  her  housework,  she  raised  chickens 
and  ducks  and  did  quite  a  little  gardening,  from  all  of  which  she  had 
money  enough  of  her  own  this  fall  to  send  away  an  order  for  some 
things  for  herself,  and  for  some  Christmas  gifts.  She  rides  horse- 
back, though  not  quite  so  recklessly  as  her  brothers,  is  much  interested 
in  her  Sunday  School,  is  quite  a  reader,  and  is  looking  forward  with 
much  pleasure  to  her  high  school  work  next  year.  She  is  also  quite 
domestic  in  her  tastes,  much  interested  in  learning  to  cook  and  in  study- 
ing food  values,  balanced  menus,  etc.  Drop  in  some  day  and  give  her 
the  pleasure  of  preparing  you  one  of  her  little  dinners ! 

Robert,  eleven,  not  quite  so  studious  as  his  sister,  is  doing  fairly 
good  work  in  the  sixth  grade.  He  is  our  all  round  farmer;  has  milked 
since  he  was  seven,  driven  a  team  on  a  harrow,  hay  fork,  rake,  etc.  He 
earned  several  dollars  this  summer  driving  a  "snatch  team"  for  one  of 
our  neighbors  during  haying.  This  winter  he  joined  the  "Hoard's 
Dairyman  Juniors,"  and  is  quite  proud  of  his  watch  fob,  button  and 
"Farm   Boys'   Creed"   which   he   plans   to   frame   and  hang  in  his   room. 

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He  called  me  one  evening  recently  and  asked  me  which  I  thought  con- 
tained the  greater  amount  of  digestible  protein  per  hundred  pounds, 
corn  or  alfalfa !  He,  too,  is  interested  in  poultry  and  gardening.  Last 
summer  he  had  a  garden  patch  of  his  own,  which  he  plowed,  disked  and 
harrowed  himself,  and  planted  to  potatoes,  corn,  and  some  small  stuff. 
We  had  potatoes  from  his  garden  some  time  before  our  own  were 
ready.  He  sold  quite  a  few  dollars'  worth  besides.  On  the  whole  he 
felt  that  his  first  garden  was  quite  a  success,  even  though  he  did  forget 
and  plant  potatoes  and  pumpkins  on  the  same  space !  He  is  much 
interested  in  becoming  a  Boy  Scout  some  day,  and  is  learning  to  cook 
a  little,  and  do  many  little  things  about  the  house.  In  proof  of  the 
statement  that  he  is  quite  a  help  to  me,  I  have  only  to  say  that  in  over 
two  years  I  have  not  cleaned  and  dressed  a  fowl  for  home  use.  He  has 
a  "22"  and  some  traps,  and  this  winter  sent  away  his  first  little  con- 
signment of  furs,  muskrat  and  weasel,  receiving  his  check,  therefor,  just 
in  time  to  make  himself  a  Christmas  present  of  a  flexible  flyer.  He  is 
just  a  little  worse  tease  than  even  a  boy  is  expected  to  be,  but  his  sis- 
ter is  learning  to  ignore  him,  and  his  little  brother,  who  is  gaining  on 
him  in  size  and  strength  very  rapidly,  is  helping  to  break  him  of  this 
habit. 

Thomas  Elbert,  named  for  his  two  grandfathers,  but  who  should 
have  been  christened  "A.  B."  Jr.,  is  seven,  and  perhaps  the  liveliest 
member  of  the  trio.  As  a  tiny  tot  he  upset  all  my  theories  about  keep- 
ing things  in  their  usual  places,  and  teaching  children  to  leave  them 
alone !  When  I  complained  of  his  various  depredations,  "A.  B."  would 
ask  me  why  I  didn't  "put  things  up  out  of  his  reach."  Since  the  young- 
ster has  transferred  the  base  of  his  operations  to  out-of-doors,  I  have 
taken  great  satisfaction  in  asking  his  father  the  same  question.  The 
summer  after  he  was  two  in  February  he  possessed  himself  of  a  wrench, 
a  pail  of  axle  grease  and  a  stick,  removed  the  burrs  from  the  heavy 
wagon  wheels,  and  proceeded  to  apply  enough  axle  grease  to  run  the 
wagon  six  months  if  properly  used,  according  to  his  father's  somewhat 
disgusted  report  of  the  operation !  Since  that  time  he  has  "greased" 
and  otherwise  "fixed"  every  available  piece  of  machinery  on  the  place. 
He  is  the  family  mechanic.  This  summer  he  fitted  up  a  repair  shop  in 
one  corner  of  the  well-house,  which  he  announced  would  be  open  for 
business  from  5  A.  M.  to  7  P.  M.  This  fall  his  father  decided  it  was 
time  the  young  man  learned  to  milk,  but  he  made  himself  so  hard  to 
find  at  milking  time  that  the  plan  was  abandoned.  He  is  attending 
school  this  year  with  some  pretense  at  regularity,  but  considers  it  a 
dreadful  bore.  It  takes  him  away  from  his  beloved  machinery  too 
much  of  the  time,  and  also  necessitates  his  being  kept  somewhat 
(leaner  than  he  really  enjoys,  his  favorite  garb  being  an  old  shirt  and 
a  good  greasy  pair  of  overalls  I  I  cannot  report  that  he  has  raised 
any  chickens  or  made  any  garden,  but  he  is  authority  for  the  where- 
abouts of  every  tool  on  the  place,  and  is  exceedingly  quick  and  willing 

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to  do  whatever  is  asked  of  him  which  he  considers  in  his  line !  For 
two  years  he  has  been  able  to  run  the  gasoline  engine  with  which  we 
pump  water  for  the  stock.  One  morning  when  he  was  a  little  past  five 
years  old,  I  discovered  him  dressing  himself  with  rather  more  than  his 
usual  haste,  and  upon  inquiring  the  reason,  he  replied :  "I've  got  to 
hurry  out  to  the  well-house.  I  can  tell  from  the  sound  of  it  that 
Frank  (the  hired  man)  is  giving  that  engine  too  blamed  much  gaso- 
line!" 

Thus  you  have  them,  three  healthy,  active  children,  which  we  are 
sure  are  no  better  than  the  average,  and  which  we  fondly  hope  are  no 
worse !  Sincerely,  Mrs.  A.  B.   TootelL 


Lee,  N.  H.,  Oct.  17,  1915. 

Marion  Walker 
Dear   Mr.    Clark  : —  

Concerning    Marion    or    "Bunny"    as    she    is    most  Mrs' J B- C' Wa,ker 

always  called.  She  was  born  in  July  4,  1907,  and  as 
the  date  might  suggest  has  always  been  quite  independent.  She  is  quite 
tall  for  eight  years  old,  being  four  feet  two  inches  and  weighs  fifty-nine 
pounds.  She  attends  the  public  school  and  is  in  the  fourth  grade.  She 
likes  games  of  any  kind,  but  is  more  inclined  to  favor  the  more  active 
out-of-door  games.  She  can  skate  both  on  ice  and  on  roller  skates.  She 
has  begun  a  little  on  music  and  practices  about  forty  or  forty-five  min- 
utes each  day.  When  school  is  keeping  she  has  no  regular  household 
duties  to  perform.  She  simply  has  to  practice  her  music  after  school. 
But  when  school  is  not  keeping,  she  has  some  regular  duties,  usually 
to  wipe  the  dishes  in  the  morning. 

She  is  much  interested  in  flowers  and  in  gardening.  She  has  a 
flower  guide  and  takes  great  pleasure  in  hunting  for  wild  flowers  and 
then  finding  the  names  from  the  flower  guide.  She  is  very  fond  of 
books  and  such  stories  as  the  "Bedtime  Stories"  and  the  "Little  Prudy 
Books"  she  reads  herself  quite  understandingly.  She  likes  to  have 
animal  stories  by  Long  read  to  her. 

I  really  couldn't  say  what  her  ambition  to  be  is,  so  I  just  asked  her 
and  she  says  an  actor  in  a  circus.  I  think,  however,  that  her  ideas  may 
change  as  she  grows  older.        Very  cordially,        Mrs.  James  B.  Walker. 


Grand   Mere,   P.   Q.,   Canada. 

Gratia  Wardle 


Dear    Mr.    Clark  : —  Mrs.  E.  B.  Wardle 

Gratia  Beaument  Wardle  is  eleven  years  old,  four 
feet    four    and   one-half    inches    in    height,    weighs    fifty-seven    and    one- 
half  pounds.     This  is  ten  pounds  underweight  and  coupled  with  her  fair 


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skin  and  light  hair  gives  her  an  appearance  of  fragility  which  is  mis- 
leading, as  with  the  exception  of  malaria  she  has  had  no  illness  of  any 
importance  since  she  was  two  years  old.  Eyes,  ears,  throat,  nose, 
lungs,  heart,  digestive  apparatus  normal,  temperament  nervous ;  manner 
neither  shy  nor  assertive ;  rather  curiously  independent  of  the  thought 
or  action  of  others.  Of  tastes,  fondness  for  books  and  music  are  most 
marked.  She  has  a  strong  sense  of  dramatic  values,  reciting  and  acting 
without  self-consciousness. 

She  entered  public  schools  at  five,  spent  two  years  in  kindergarten, 
as  the  first  grade  had  two  sessions  a  day,  and  we  preferred  to  keep  her 
out  of  doors  in  the  afternoon.  Has  made  the  usual  grade  a  year  so  that 
she  is  now  in  the  fifth.  Reading  and  spelling  about  three  years  ahead 
of  her  grade,  writing  and  drawing  poor,  arithmetic  just  passing  marks, 
grammar,  history,  etc.,  very  good.  Outside  of  school,  she  has  had 
piano  lessons  for  the  last  six  months  and  has  recently  begun  French, 
progressing  well  with  both. 

Games  which  give  her  a  chance  to  use  her  imagination  are  pre- 
ferred to  merely  physical  ones.  She  is  just  beginning  to  take  an  inter- 
est in  tennis.  She  is  enthusiastic  over  snowshoeing  and  will  learn  to 
skate  this  winter.  She  doesn't  care  for  the  work  of  gardening,  few 
children  do,  I  find,  though  she  is  interested  in  the  results.  One  of  her 
favorite  amusements  is  to  plan  what  fairies  do  with  the  different  flow- 
ers. She  is  an  ardent  hunter  after  wild  flowers  and  likes  climbing 
around  through  the  woods.  She  has  no  stated  domestic  duties  as  I  like 
her  to  be  out  of  doors  as  much  as  possible  and  school  begins  at  8.30. 
When  the  need  arises,  she  can  do  dishes,  iron  plain  clothes,  wash  win- 
dows, make  beds  and  take  care  of  the  baby.  She  has  a  small  allowance 
of  which  she  keeps  an  account  and  earns  any  extra  she  may  need  by 
some  form  of  housework.  This  doesn't  happen  very  often  as  her  wants 
are  few  and  simple.  She  has  a  good  voice,  which  is  the  reason  for 
her  choice  of  future  occupation,  a  professional  singer. 

The  one  thing  over  which  I  mourn  is  that  she  is  an  ardent  anti- 
suffragist  !  Her  reading  for  the  summer  included  "Ivanhoe",  "Quen- 
tin  Durward",  "Huckleberry  Finn",  "The  Siege  of  Phalsbourg",  "The 
Princess  Aline",  and  "Heart  of  the  West".  I  am  glad  to  say  that 
she  speaks  contemptuously  of  "Pollyanna"  and  "Jewel",  among  contem- 
porary girl  heroines,  so  that  I  am  beginning  to  feel  that  I  can  trust  her 
taste  in  literature. 

Her  attitude  toward  religion  is  inquiring  rather  than  accepting.  She 
can  be  trusted  in  a  room  alone  with  a  box  of  candy,  and  as  far  as  T 
can  ascertain,  she  always  speaks  the  truth. 

I  could,  of  course,  write  volumes  on  this  interesting  subject,  but 
think  you  have  the  chief  mental,  moral,  and  physical  points  in  the 
above.  Respectfully  submitted,  Maud  W.   Wardle. 


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Simms,   Montana,  Dec.   13,   1915.  _     , 

Ruth  and 

My   dear    Mr.    Clark  :—  Harold  Wiggin 

Ruth  the  eldest  is  now  in  High  School,  attending  Mrs  A  D-  wiggin 
her  father's  own  classes  in  Latin,  Algebra,  History 
and  English.  Last  June  Ruth  passed  a  creditable  examination  in  all 
common  school  branches  according  to  the  requirements  of  the  State 
Board  of  Education,  which  is  quite  a  severe  test.  Ruth  is  also  doing 
very  well  in  music.  Let  me  say  here  that  Ruth  and  all  the  rest  are  real 
Westerners  in  one  thing,  and  that  is  horseback  riding.  The  three  are 
all  fine  riders  and  have  a  fine  pony  to  ride.  Dorothy  is  rather  the  best 
rider  of  them  all,  as  she  learned  to  ride  when  she  was  about  five  years 
old. 

Harold  is  in  the  seventh  grade  and  does  well  in  his  work  and  is 
quite  a  hunter.  On  one  of  his  trips  this  summer,  he  had  the  experi- 
ence of  having  a  rattler  jump  for  him,  but  he  was  quick  enough  to 
shoot  and  kill  the  rattler  himself.  The  snake  had  nine  rattles,  was  a 
big  fellow.  He  certainly  was  very  proud  of  that.  They  are  quite  com- 
mon here  at  certain  times  of  the  year. 

They  all  attend  Sunday  School  regularly  and  are  quite  easy  to 
manage.  Very  cordially  yours,  Mrs.  Edyth  M.   Wiggin. 

303  Ten  Eyck  St.,  Watertown,  N.  Y.,  Oct.  6,  1915. 

Robert  Winchester 


Dear    Mr.     CLARK  : —  Mrs.  P.  Winchester 

Robert  is  in  the  A — fifth  grade  of  the  public 
school  and  stands  well  in  his  studies.  He  is  rather  mechanically  inclined 
and  takes  his  greatest  pleasure  in  playing  with  mechanical  toys,  such 
as  steam  engines,  motor,  electric  and  mechanically  operated  engines  and 
trains  of  cars  and  with  a  set  of  the  American  Model  Builder.  Stone 
building  blocks  also  come  in  for  their  share  of  his  time,  periodically. 
He  has  a  wheel  which  calls  for  races  with  the  other  boys  at  times, 
but  on  the  whole  athletics  do  not  claim  much  of  his  attention.  He  is 
yet  too  young  for  the  Boy  Scouts,  but  he  has  been  much  interested  in 
them  and  has  read  their  manual  from  cover  to  cover.  He  is  of  a  little 
slighter  build  than  the  average  boy  of  his  age,  is  four  feet  two  and  one- 
half  inches  in  height,  and  weighs  about  fifty-eight  pounds.  He  does 
not  know  yet  as  to  what  he  wants  to  be  when  he  grows  up  and  this 
is  what  he  says  in  response  to  the  question,  as  I  just  put  it  to  him.  He 
has  no  regularly  prescribed  household  duties  to  perform,  but  willingly 
lends  a  hand  whenever  needed.  We  succeed  once  in  a  while  in  getting 
him  to  pull  a  few  weeds  from  the  garden,  but  this  part  of  the  game 
does  not  seem  to  appeal  to  him  very  strongly.  His  spending  money 
comes  mostly  from  errands  and  special  things  on  which  he  works  and 
at  times  he  is  quite  energetic,  though  like  most  boys  at  his  age  he  likes 
to  play  best. 


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He  is  taking  lessons  on  the  piano,  this  being  the  second  winter  at 
it  and  does  very  well.  Practicing  comes  a  little  burdensome  at  times, 
but  he  is  much  interested  and  sticks  to  it  pretty  well. 

On  the  whole  Robert  is  just  about  the  average  boy  of  his  age, 
though  athletically  he  is  not  up  to  the  average.  However,  other  things 
make  up  for  this  to  just  about  even  the  boy  up  with  the  rest  of  them. 
Yours  very  truly,  Anna  H.  Winchester. 


H.  W.  Rice  Herbert  is  now  farming.     He  writes,  Henniker, 

N.  H,  Dec.  27,  1915: 

Dear  Clark  : — There  is  not  very  much  to  say  about  myself.  I  came 
home  late  in  the  spring  on  account  of  the  poor  health  of  my  parents, 
and  in  spite  of  an  unusually  poor  season  have  managed  to  keep  "square 
with  the  board." 

I  have  met  very  few  Dartmouth  men  lately,  but  I  try  to  keep 
posted  on  all  college  news.  I  have  not  heard  of  a  '99  man  being  men- 
tioned for  President  Nichols'  successor.     Isn't  it  about  time? 

With  best  wishes  to  you  for  a  happy  and  prosperous  New  Year,  1 
remain,  Yours  in  '99,  Herbert  W.   Rice. 

J.P.Richardson    Just   read  this   dated   December  8   from   "Long 

Jim." 

My  dear  George: — As  a  class  secretary,  you  are  certainly  the  most 
unmitigated  nuisance  yet  unearthed.  Barstow  was  bad,  Donahue  was 
devilish,  but  Clark  is  the  climax.  If  I  ever  have  a  case  where  I  wish 
to  interrogate  my  opponent  limb  from  limb ;  when  I  desire  to  apply  the 
equivalent  of  a  stomach-pump  to  his  gray-matter  and  turn  it  inside  out 
for  the  gleeful  inspection  of  a  court  and  jury,  I  shall  resign,  and  call 
you  in  as  Sole  and  Senior  Counsel ;  for  you  are  a  Human  Question- 
Mark,  and  that  goes  double,  as  the  boys  say. 

I  will  answer  your  diabolical  catechism  out  of  loyalty  to  the  class 
and  nothing  else;  I  will  not  dictate  the  stuff  to  a  stenographer,  for  the 
Lord  and  the  devil  only  knows  what  secrets  I  shall  have  to  divulge 
before  I  finish;  and  I  will  not  write  it  on  my  best  paper,  for  the  firm 
would  not  stand  for  the  heavy  drain.  So  you  make  this  out  if  you  can, 
and  I  advise  you  to  keep  out  of  my  way  for  the  next  few  weeks,  or  I 
shall  be  likely  to  trample  you  into  a  custard.  Just  think  how  much 
more  willing  the  fellows  ought  to  be  to  answer  my  appeals  for  the 
Fund,  than  yours  of  this  character.  All  I  ask  for  is  a  modest  check  that 
ran  be  struck  off  in  a  moment — I  even  send  a  stamped  envelope — 
whereas  you — but,  Lord,  this  isn't  getting  me  even  to  Query  No.  1. 

Here  goes  on  the  Westminster:  (we  condense.)  Have  moved  office 
from   18  Tremont  St.,  to  40  Court  St.,  some  job,  but  v/orth  while;  and 

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plugged  along  in  a  very  unspectacular  way,  with  only  one  case  of  "news- 
paper" interest,  that  of  Emery  vs.  Emery,  a  contested  will  of  a  well- 
known  New  Hampshire  lawyer,  which  is  now  (December  8,  1915)  on  the 
knees  of  the  gods,  i.  e.,  the  S.  J.  C.  of  Massachusetts  for  final  decision. 

My  only  travel  this  year,  off  our  local  beats,  was  a  trip  to  Chicago, 
Minneapolis,  Duluth,  the  Great  Lakes  to  Buffalo,  Niagara,  Toronto,  the 
St.  Lawrence,  Quebec  and  the  Saguenay,  which  Mrs.  Richardson  and  I 
reveled  in  during  the  month  of  July,  incidentally  giving  me  the  longest 
summer  vacation  I  have  had  since  I  was  fourteen,  and  worked  in  the 
Passumpsic  Savings  Bank  for  $1  per  week.  The  first  four  days  I  spent  in 
Chicago,  playing  duplicate  whist  in  the  Congress  of  the  American  Whist 
League ;  and  this  is  worthy  of  note  only  because  I  suppose  I  am  almost 
the  only  Dartmouth  alumnus,  and  certainly  the  only  '99-er,  who  keeps 
up  any  interest  in  this  king  of  games,  at  least  as  played  in  tournament 
form.  I  had  a  regular  orgy  of  whist  for  that  period,  having  played 
three  hundred  hands,  with  nine  different  partners,  and  was  moderately 
well  satisfied  with  the  returns.  As  for  the  rest  of  the  trip  it  would 
take  too  much  space  to  tell  of  all  its  delights ;  I  can  only  say  that  I  rec- 
ommend it  to  you  all,  as  a  perfect  program  for  a  vacation. 

Was  at  Hanover  for  Secretaries'  Meeting ;  Commencement ;  and 
once  in  the  summer.     (The  latter  trip  was  made  with  eight  ladies.) 

You  struck  it,  George;  the  Church  reference  did  it;  I  blush  (really) 
to  say  that  I  am  now  clerk  and  vestryman  of  St.  John's  Church,  New- 
tonville.  For  other  honors,  I  held  ten  honors  in  spades  at  the  Hunne- 
well  Club  last  Saturday  night,  by  heck.  (It  slipped  him,  that  mem- 
bership on  the  Executive  Committee  of  the  Association  of  Dartmouth 
Alumni,  called  upon  three  times  to  select  a  list  of  candidates  for  trus- 
tee, and  membership  on  the  committee  appointed  by  the  trustees  to 
prepare  for  150th  Anniversary  of  the  Founding  of  the  College,  might  be 
properly  called  honors.) 

The  '99-ers  and  non  '99-ers  Jim  has  seen  are  so  numerous, 
lucky  chap,  that  he  says,  "I  refuse  to  answer,  under  advice  of 
counsel,  unless  expenses  of  preparing,  printing  and  publishing 
are  to  be  paid  out  of  the  corpus  of  the  estate."  The  Executive 
Committee  would  not  consent  and  were  glad  to  have  Jim's 
stipulation  as  an  excuse  for  keeping  expenses  down. 

C.  I.  Risley  Charles    says    "same   old   story,   keep   plugging, 

trying  to  make  more  money,  but  not  as  yet. 
Same  old  business  trips  touring  Winchester,  Putnam,  Columbia, 
Duchess  and  Rennselaer  Counties.  No  vacation ;  corporation 
too  poor  to  give  us  any."     Still  Charles  owned  up  to  a  summer 

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home  at  Pleasantville.  (name  sounds  inviting.)  He  had  been 
decorating  it  and  it  had  been  making  him  poor.  But  as  he 
doesn't  say  he  had  to  mortgage  one  or  both  of  his  autos,  and 
is  one  of  the  few  of  the  class  so  riotous  as  to  possess  two,  the 
class  should  not  feel  worried. 

Road  Song  In  a  time  long  past,  to  the  North  and  away, 

of  the       A  rugged  Mother  reared  her  brood, — 
Dartmouth  Reared  them  to  work,  and  taught  them  to  play, 
Men        Then  sent  them  forth  from  the  green  home-wood. 

K.  Beal.  Forth  they  fared — grown  cubs  from  the  den — 

Nov.  6,  1915         Forth  to  the  life  of  Dartmouth  men. 

A  hundred  years,  and  fifty  more; 

Still  from  the  North  the  long  line  came 

Hard  on  the  trail  of  the  host  before, 

Surging  down  to  play  life's  game, — 

And  winning  or  losing,  and  now  or  then, 
Keeping  the  spirit  of  Dartmouth  men. 

"On !    Straight  on !"  is  their  marching  cry, 
While  the  friendly  wilderness  gives  them  "Hail !" 
With  a  confident  heart  and  a  fearless  eye 
Their  column  unbroken  keeps  the  trail. 

If  baffled  ever,  they  rush  again, — 

Stand  back  from  the  charge  of  the  Dartmouth  men. 

We  christened  the  Stadium,  records  show, 
With  a  tidy  score  and  a  "Wah-hoo-wah !" 
And  we  saw  the  tiger's  broad  stripes  glow 
With  shame  at  the  kick  that  hopped  the  bar. 

And  today  were  you  beaten,  Friend  William  Penn? 

'Tis  proud  you  should  be  'twas  by  Dartmouth  men. 

"Pigs  is  pigs !" — we  have  it  from  Butler ; 
And  how  clear  it  is  that  nothing  subtler 


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Will  ever  lodge  in  a  railroad  man's  brain ; 

For  it's  our  own  argument  they  maintain : 

"A  students'  no  pig,  a  Pullman's  no  pen, — 
Dartmouth   students   are   Dartmouth   men  !"* 

Last  Tuesday  we  heard  the  hoarse  tumult  of  flight, 
When  womankind  struggled  in  vain  for  her  right. 
But  we  know  that  suffrage  was  settled  with  us 
Long  before  Antis  and   Pros  raised  this   fuss ; 

For  who  in  our  lives  play  the  part  of  the  sovereign 
Save  the  fair,  well-loved  women  of  Dartmouth  men? 

We  have  no  use  for  club  or  clique, 

For  social  games  of  hide-and-seek. 

So  may  our  children  heed  the  call 

Of  all  for  each  and  each  for  all, — 

Till  each  one  feels  the  strength  of  ten 
Because  he  is  one  among  Dartmouth  men. 

Time's  wind  has  blown  our  froth  of  youth, 

We  stand  in  the  sun  and  cry  the  truth : 

To  the  youngest  son  of  the  latest  wed 

Of  the  newest  class  in  Dartmouth  bred, 

We  pledge  our  faith  as  the  one  that's  been 
The  faith  for  ages  of  Dartmouth  men. 

There  are  some  of  us  here, — and  some  have  gone — 
There  are  some  few  thousands  yet  unborn : 
But  our  common  goal  is  that  emerald  gate 
Which  Peter  will  open  with  key  of  state, — 
I  don't  know  where.  I  can't  say  when, 
But  he'll  seat  us  together  like  Dartmouth  men. 


*  Apropos  of  rumor  that  R.  R.  men  had  refused  to  allow  Dartmouth 
students  to  travel  to  Amherst  game  en  masse  in  hog  cars. 


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H.  S.  Rogers         "Herb"  is  on  the  go  all  the  time.     He  spreads 

himself  all  over  Waltham,  Wellesley  and  south 
side  of  Newton,  day  and  night,  Sundays  and  Holidays,  and 
moving  gets  to  be  a  habit.  He  has  even  moved  his  residence 
back  to  his  Newton  Upper  Falls  house  on  Thurston  Road. 
"Herb"  gave  a  smoke  talk  in  Wellesley,  March  23,  1915,  on 
'The  Telephone  and  Its  Operation,"  fully  illustrated,  a  very 
instructive  forty-five  minute  talk,  and  if  anyone  is  looking  for 
entertainments  for  his  men's,  women's  or  boys'  club,  "Herb" 
would  be  glad  to  help  them  out.  "Herb"  attended  Frisco  Fair 
in  a  way  probably  no  other  member  of  the  class  did.  On  the 
night  of  September  26  about  5000  Telephone  Employees  "lis- 
tened in",  on  a  line  from  Mechanics  Hall,  Boston,  to  the  Tele- 
phone Building  at  the  Fair,  "hearing  every  word  distinctly." 
That's  vacationing  by  proxy.  "Herb"  had  a  real  vacation,  eight 
days'  rest  with  the  family  at  his  old  home  in  Tilton,  N.  H. 
"Herb"  was  Chairman  Entertainment  Committee,  Nehoiden 
Club,  Wellesley,  but  had  to  give  it  up  on  account  of  poor  health. 

G.  M.  Rounds      Here  are  some  mighty  interesting  things  upon 

Canada  and  the  war  and  what  is  better  about 
himself,  by  George: 

479  2nd  Ave.,  Detroit,  Jan.   10 

Dear  George: — You  win.  Here  is  some  kind  of  a  communication. 
Your  list  of  questions  scare  some,  yet  I  will  keep  it  in  mind.  I  am 
not  married  and  have  none  of  the  things  you  ask  about  in  your  list,  so 
won't  take  up  undue  space  that  way.  Spent  all  of  last  winter  on  my 
hack  in  Calgary,  Alberta,  with  rheumatic  fever.  First  time  since  child- 
hood that  I  have  been  ill  in  bed.  Got  away  from  hospital  on  May  4th 
and  went  to  California  to  recuperate.  Visited  both  fairs  and  regained 
my  health.  Spent  the  summer  there.  Business  is  very  dead  in  Canada 
despite  reports  to  the  contrary.  The  longer  I  stayed  in  that  country  the 
more  I  loved  the  U.  S.  A.  For  a  long  time  I  have  wanted  to  get  back 
to  my  own  people  and  now  I  have  made  the  move  although  it  means 
an  entirely  new  start. 

Had  a  fine  call  on  Dr.  Neal  Hoskins  the  other  day.  He  is  the  first 
'99  man  I  have  seen  in  fourteen  years.  He  is  some  citizen  in  De- 
troit, just  as  he  was  in  Hanover. 

You  ask  about  war  feeling  in  Canada.  The  Canadians  are  full  of  it 
and  in  deadly  earnest,  that  is,  barring  Province  of  Quebec.  They  are 
more  British  than  England's  English.     Canada  had  no  say  in  starting  or 

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stopping  this  war,  yet  without  question  she  pays  the  toll.  That,  of 
course,  seems  strange  to  a  race  that  fought  against  "taxation  without 
representation"  yet  if  you  recall  that  has  been  Canada's  way  even  from 
the  beginning  of  her  history. 

Individually  a  Canadian  establishes  a  friendship  with  a  Yankee  far 
easier  than  he  does  with  an  Englishman,  but  when  it  comes  to  govern- 
ment he  has  absolutely  no  use  for  ours.  One  of  the  striking  things  to 
a  newcomer  in  Canada  is  how  absolutely  the  whole  country  is  in  the 
hands  of  the  banks  and  railroads.  It  is  the  natural  resource  alone  of 
the  country  that  draws  Americans  across  the  northern  border.  I  can't 
see  the  Teutons  beating  England,  yet,  in  spite  of  this,  Canada's  imme- 
diate future  does  not  look  good  to  me.  All  for  now.  Very  best  wishes 
to  Dartmouth  '99-ers,  George  M.  Rounds. 

Round-Up  Long    Jim's    announcement    postcard    is    again 

Boston,  Mass.  worthy  of  preservation,  therefore  we  reprint 
March  6,  1915        it: 

A   Few   Definitions 

Round-up — An  enthusiastic  gathering  of  persons  united  to  a  com- 
mon faith :  term  brought  into  common  use  by  the  Class  of  '99  of  Dart- 
mouth  College. 

Copley  Square  Hotel — A  luxurious  hole  in  the  ground,  surmounted 
by  large  quantities  of  brick  and  mortar,  and  completely  surrounded  by 
booze  and  boilers :  on  the  map  only  first  Saturday  of  each  March. 

Hard  Times — Something  to  be  entirely  forgotten  from  6.30  P.  M., 
Saturday,  March  6,  1915,  until  1  A.  M.,  Sunday,  March  7,  at  said  Cop- 
ley Square  Hotel,  Boston,  by  the  members  of  said  Class  of  '99  of  Dart- 
mouth  College. 

Price  $1.50. 

So  too  is  this  reply: — 

Definitions 
Snow    Drift — A    pile    of    starched    water,    very    high    and    very   long. 
The  prevention  of  attendance  at  Copley  Square  Hotel.     John  H.  Dubois. 

Such  worthy  definers  ought  to  be  the  ones  to  chronicle  the 
Round-up  itself.  It  was  the  "best  yet"  in  a  long  line  of  "bests" 
growing  better  each  year.  Sleeper  presided  this  time.  Bob 
Johnston  had  some  new  "drip",  Watson  told  us  something  about 
the  duties  of  a  signal  corps  sergeant,  N.  P.  Brown  "orated"  in 
his  usual  classical  style,  Tim  Lynch  surprised  everyone  with 
his  imaginative  dream  re  the  class  fund,  Barstow  outlined  a 
policy    for  utilizing  past   secretaries,   Donny  had   something  to 


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say  constructively  on  future  get-togethers,  Cavanaugh  talked  a 
bit  on  football  and  there  was  music  and  song  to  the  saturation 
point.  Those  who  sat  about  and  listened  were  W.  B.  Adams, 
Allen,  Atwood,  Barney,  Clark,  Dickey,  W.  R.  Eastman,  Hobbs, 
Hodgkins,  Huckins,  Irving,  Kendall  and  his  friend  W.  C.  Robie, 
Osgood,  O'Sullivan,  Richardson,  Rogers,  J.  L.  Sanborn  and 
Wardle  who  came  all  the  way  from  Grand  Mere,  Quebec. 
Only  four,  Beal  detained  at  home  by  illness,  Evans  kept  away 
by  duties,  Galusha  away  in  Atlanta  and  Hobe  detained  in 
Gardner  by  the  long  wind  of  the  annual  town  meeting,  out  of 
the  local  crowd  were  absent.  Irving  again  gave  joy  with  his 
presence  and  when  Sully  made  us  catch  our  breath  temporarily 
as  he  thrust  his  shock  of  iron-gray  hair  through  the  door,  a 
"jubilate"  went  up  from  all  throats.  During  the  dinner  Pitt 
Drew  brought  the  orchestra  leader  and  his  fiddle  down  so  Sully 
could  play  a  bit.  The  look  of  trepidation  that  came  over  the 
leader's  face  as  he  handed  over  his  "Stradivarius"  to  Sully 
was  only  surpassed  by  the  amazement  that  shone  there  when 
Sully  got  to  going  and  Hodge  threw  five  flat  fits,  accompanying. 
From  the  beginning  in  the  hotel  lobby  through  the  dinner  in 
the  Dutch  room  to  the  usual  aftermath  about  a  table  in  the  grill 
it  was  an  echo  of  the  Quindecennial,  dashed  by  Sully  and 
Hodge  with  a  bit  of  the  real  old  days. 

R.  G.  Rowe  Bob    has    been    at    the    same    thing    only    much 

more  of  it.  Increase  in  business  has  been  due, 
not  to  war,  but  to  our  success  in  low  cost  production  as  com- 
pared with  other  navy  yards  and  outside  establishments.  Bob 
has  a  new  house  number,  on  South  Street,  this  time.  He  hasn't 
been  to  Hanover,  but  hear  this,  "Am  going  in  1919."  That's 
the  first  "announcement  of  intention."  Good !  Bob  says 
"Sturt",  the  Keene  banker,  honored  us  with  his  presence  one 
night  the  past  summer,  and  it  is  needless  to  say  that  we  talked 
over  and  lived  over  again  the  Quindecennial,  etc.  "Freddie" 
Locke  is  still  working  here  and  of  course  I  see  him  often.  "My 
vacation  from  August  7  to  September  7  was  spent  very  pleas- 
antly, the  first  part  of  it  being  devoted  to  golf  and  auto  trip 
(by  the  kindness  of  good   friends)    through  the  White   Moun- 

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tains,  and  thence  to  Richardson  Lake  (one  of  the  Rangeleys) 
where  we  spent  several  days  fishing,  collecting  spruce  gum,  fir 
balsam,  etc.,  and  eating — the  Maine  woods  do  give  you  some 
appetite.  We  were  twelve  miles  from  the  nearest  village  right 
straight  into  the  woods,  some  spot,  believe  me.  I  might  tell 
you  many  pleasant  incidents  in  connection  with  our  trip,  but 
time  is  somewhat  limited,  and  I  suppose  there  is  a  limit  to  your 
patience." 

F.  R.  Sanborn  Ted  didn't  go  to  Europe  after  all.  Mrs.  San- 
was  taken  ill  in  New  York  City  about  the  time 
they  were  to  have  started,  and  had  to  undergo  an  operation, 
and  while  she  has  been  much  better  since,  has  not  been  in  the 
best  of  health.  They  have  been  in  Maine  most  of  this  last 
summer  for  the  benefit  it  could  do  her.  Ted  has  done  some 
research  work  at  Bellevue  and  at  University  Medical  School 
during  the  year.  He  is  back  in  New  York  City  again  for  the 
winter. 

J.  L.  Sanborn       Jack   uses    a   simile,    that   would   do   Professor 

Emery's  English  teaching  soul  good,  when  he 
talks  about  his  work.  After  expressing  a  regret  that  his  replies 
to  questions  are  so  meager  he  ends  up,  "Am  as  busy  as  a  cat 
on  a  tin  roof,  so  will  get  to  work."  Make  your  own  deductions ! 
Jack  hired  a  cottage  at  Harwich  Port  for  the  summer  season, 
sent  his  family  down  there,  and  spent  Saturdays  and  Sundays 
and  from  August  6  to  September  1  there,  himself.  The  rest  of 
the  year  as  a  member  of  the  Pawtucket  Golf  Club,  he  keeps 
the  upper  hand  on  his  avoirdupois  by  playing  at  the  gentle 
game  of  golf. 

M.  M.  Sargeant      "Mot"   keeps   a   permanent   hold   on   this   earth 

in  New  Bedford.  June  1,  1914  he  decided  to 
go  into  business  for  himself  and  has  done  so  in  a  limited  way. 
He  had  always  had  a  "hunch"  that  war  was  coming  in  Europe, 
but  the  Kaiser  surprised  him  a  bit  by  putting  the  play  over  just 
when  he  did.  If  "Mot"  had  known,  he  would  have  cut  short 
his  after-reunion  vacation  in  1914,  in  the  mountains  and  at 
Candia    in    July,    postponed    it    until    later    when    the    Stock 

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Exchange  in  New  York  shut  down.  It  knocked  his  business, 
listed  securities  chiefly,  in  the  hole,  though  it  did  not  throw  him 
into  the  sad  and  tragic  situation,  that  many  of  the  New  York 
men  found  themselves  suddenly  in.  Like  a  good  many  others  who 
found  their  investment  business  curtailed,  "Mot"  has  attempted 
some  side  lines  to  even  the  situation  up.  The  result  has  been  a 
whole  lot  of  traveling.  There  have  been  frequent  trips  to  New 
York,  several  to  Boston,  and  a  business  trip  through  the  main 
cities  of  Connecticut  and  to  Springfield,  two  trips  to  Manches- 
ter and  Concord.  Vacationing  has  consisted  of  automobiling 
on  the  fine  state  roads  that  lead  out  in  every  direction  from 
New  Bedford  over  the  cape  region. 

Twice  "Mot"  has  dropped  in  on  the  secretary,  March  4  and 
November  1.  About  some  of  the  other  fellows  he  has  seen, 
he  writes  October  24,  "I  have  seen  Wason  for  quite  a  talk, 
could  add  quite  a  bit  about  his  vacation  at  West  Swanzey,  but 
that  must  come  from  Wason,  Hoppy  and  Sturt.  Bill  is  doing 
remarkably  well  and  is  a  prominent  figure  in  Atlanta,  covers  a 
great  territory  in  the  South  for  the  powerful  Roebbling's.  Bill's 
judgment  is  of  a  high  order  and  recognized  as  such  by  his  firm. 
Met  "Fod"  Martin  late  in  August  at  Bridgeport,  Conn.,  station. 
Immediately  we  set  to  work  to  plan  a  way  to  stop  political  graft- 
ing, and  to  make  it  burdensome  for  a  decent  man,  especially  a 
college  man,  still  more  particularly  a  Dartmouth  man  to  lend  his 
name  to  a  party  of  grafters  to  coax  the  popular  vote.  We 
decided  that  social  ostracism  will  do  most,  but  my  train  came 
along  and  we  left  the  details  for  a  later  meeting.  Pap  is  in  no 
end  of  glory,  in  the  financial  district  these  war  days.  He  is 
known  quite  widely  (truly)  in  New  York  for  his  marked 
opinions  and  prophecies.  Pap  is  resting  a  bit  these  last  few 
days  at  Hot  Springs."  The  most  important  item  in  the  Sar- 
geant  household  during  the  year  was  the  birth,  April  29,  1915, 
of  Marion  Sargeant. 

School  Com-  There  are  nine  members  of  the  class  on  town 
mittee-men  school      boards : —  Atwood,      Dubois,      Hawkes, 

Hoban,     Hopkins,     Lyster,     Musgrove,     Sturte- 
vant,  Tootell. 

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H.  H.  Sears         We  asked   Bill   for  his  views  upon  his  section 

of  California,  and  the  relation  of  himself 
thereto.  Here  they  are;  as  of  October  11,  1915,  from  Red- 
wood City,  California : — 

Dear  George: — I  am  going  to  speel  off  a  lot  of  single  line  talk  while 
waiting  for  a  party  to  come  in,  with  the  understanding  that  it  will 
serve  as  a  rough  draft  and  that  1  can  with  confidence  entrust  you  to 
rehash. 

It  is  good  to  hear  from  old  classmates : — it  breaks  up  the  steady 
grind.  After  five  years  out  here,  with  average  progress,  you  will  be 
interested  to  know  that  I  think  it  all  worth  while : — i.  e.,  the  learning 
of  a  new  country  through  sneezing  its  dust,  drinking  its  alkali  water, 
poor  whisky,  (or  non-dago-red),  living  more  in  the  open  than  is  pos- 
sible in  New  England : — making  Dartmouth  deductions  from  your  own, 
and  the  experiences  of  others ;  forging  ahead  by  everlastingly  keeping  at 
it ;   working  hardest  when  progress  is  nil. 

There  is  so  much  highly  colored  literature  on  the  market  about 
the  Golden  West  (dust)  that  I  cannot  hope  to  compete.  The  Exposi- 
tion Fair  at  San  Francisco  has  helped  to  explain  matters  to  thousands 
of  visitors.  What  the  bull-con  literature  should  state  is  that  it  is  a 
wonderfully  undeveloped  country,  and  retarded  in  its  development,  be- 
cause but  little  understood  by  those  who  are  trying  to  make  progress 
along  temperate-zone-snow-and-frost  lines.  It's  different  out  here.  The 
roses  and  flowers  are  commencing  to  bloom  while  certain  trees  are 
shedding  their  leaves ; — it's  so  contradictory  out  here  with  the  experi- 
ence of  other  localities  of  the  same  latitude,  that  many  efforts  amount 
to  nothing — no  progress,  through  lack  of  intelligent  application. 

The  answers  to  the  questions  on  the  enclosed  sheet,  are  made  with- 
out the  care  that  they  deserve,  but  I  trust  that  they  will  serve  your  pur- 
pose. My  own  work  is  now  assuming  more  definite  shape  as  I  feel 
more  free  to  line  up  with  the  situation  as  I  have  found  it  to  be.  I  came 
out  here  with  a  very  sick  wife,  and  the  climate  has  worked  a  wonderful 
change  to   seemingly   complete   recovery. 

This  entire  section  lacks  the  industrial  and  commercial  opportunities 
to  readily  give  a  commercially  trained  man  a  position.  No  matter  how 
much  ability  one  may  have,  there  isn't  the  chance  to  apply  it  here  that 
there  is  in  the  more  thickly  settled  east.  This  war  tied  up  shipping  of 
California  products,  which  in  turn  tied  up  engineering  construction. 
The  Exposition  brought  out  hundreds  of  school  teachers,  and  eliminated 
my  usual  "pot-boiling"  occupation  of  teaching  when  there  was  no  engi- 
neering. My  work  as  City  Engineer  on  public  street  proceedings  for 
the  past  three  years  had  put  me  in  touch  with  legal  matter,  and  the  City 
Attorney  having  an  office  adjoining  mine,  I  formed  the  habit  of  search- 
ing the  court  records.     Briefly,   September,  1914,  found  me  registered  as 

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a  graduate  student  in  the  Law  Department  of  Stanford  University.  I 
followed  the  entire  first  year  subjects  without  missing  a  lecture.  It's 
only  fifteen  minutes,  in  my  machine,  to  the  University.  Work  was 
very  slack  in  engineering,  and  by  burning  the  midnight  oil,  adding  one  or 
two  white  strands  to  my  erstwhile  raven  (?)  locks,  I  handled  my  pri- 
vate, public  engineering  enough  to  clothe  and  feed.  Last  May  upon 
completing  the  year  at  Stanford,  I  entered  as  office  assistant  with  the 
City  Attorney.  We  have  a  set  of  five  rooms ;  a  common  reception  room, 
and  two  rooms  for  my  engineering,  two  for  law.  The  Superior  and 
Justice  courts  are  close  by,  and  I  continue  my  preparation  for  the  Cali- 
fornia Bar,  and  also  am  handling  several  engineering  jobs,  by  work- 
ing hard  myself  and  holding  others  to  the  same  effort.  Competition 
is  keen,  politics  are  just  as  intricate  (nasty  is  the  true  word),  as  else- 
where. There  is  nothing  spectacular  about  it, — just  humdrum-fruit- 
flowers-sunshine  existence.  With  kindest  regards  to  all  the  fellows, 
Sincerely  yours,  H.  H.  Sears. 

Bill's  busines  card,  you  can  imagine  from  the  above,  is 
quite  a  document.  It  already  indicates  that  he  is  an  associate 
member  of  Society  Civil  Engineers,  is  City  Engineer,  Redwood 
City,  Street  Superintendent  and  City  Engineer,  Mayfield,  Calf., 
makes  estimates  and  designs  for  buildings  and  bridges,  surveys 
property,  that  he  is  a  licensed  surveyor  and  Notary  Public  for 
San  Mateo  County.  Think  what  it  will  be  when  he  becomes 
a  member  of  the  bar !  His  work  requires  lots  of  traveling, 
fifty  per  cent  of  the  time  he  is  on  the  move,  everywhere  within 
a  radius  of  200  miles.  He  has  been  often  to  Frisco  Fair.  But 
it's  too  big,  he  says,  for  a  Californian  to  describe  in  any  space 
we  would  allot  him.  He  has  seen  "Randolph  Rab"  and  says  he 
is  married  and  happy.  In  addition  to  all  above  Bill  is  a  Scout 
Master  of  B.  S.  A.,  and  for  a  vacation  he  arranged  a  summer 
camp  at  Pascadero,  San  Mateo  County,  on  the  coast  for  his 
troop.  Bill  sent  two  photos  of  the  troop  and  himself  that  were 
interesting,  but  when  he  characterized  his  vacation  as  "work" 
he  probably  hit  it  right. 

Secretaries'  The  Annual  Meeting  of  the  Dartmouth  Secre- 

Meeting  taries'  Association  occurred  at  Hanover  March 

Hanover,  19th-20th.     Fifty-three  delegates   were  present. 

March  19,  20,  '15    The  secretary  of  '99  was  unable  to  be  present, 

but  was  represented  by  Donahue.     Other  mem- 

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bers  of  the  class  present  were  Kendall  representing  the  Dart- 
mouth Club  of  Boston,  and  Richardson  in  his  role  of  Secretary 
of  the  Executive  Committee,  General  Alumni  Association. 
Donahue,  who  had  been  elected  president  of  the  association  at 
the  previous  meeting,  did  not  preside  owing  to  the  fact  that  he 
was  no  longer  a  secretary.  Young  '01,  vice-president  and  suc- 
ceeding to  the  presidency,  took  the  chair.  Richardson  was 
among  those  he  appointed  upon  the  committee  on  resolutions. 
At  the  Saturday  morning  session,  E.  H.  Kenerson,  Donahue 
and  Professor  Foster  gave  a  symposium  upon  "Running 
Reunions",  and  among  the  other  speakers  was  "Long  Jim", 
who  spoke  on  "Development  of  Alumni  Council."  The  gist  of 
his  speech  was  that  the  action  of  the  council  to  date  had  been 
to  get  a  survey  for  bearings.  The  important  thing  of  the  whole 
meeting  was  the  appointment,  upon  the  recommendation  of  the 
committee  on  resolutions,  of  a  "Committee  on  Efficient  Co- 
operation", consisting  of  C.  H.  Donahue  '99,  E.  H.  Kenerson 
'03,  Joshua  B.  Clark  '11.  "The  duty  of  this  committee  is  to 
study  the  work  of  each  (class)  secretary  and  to  confer  with 
the  various  secretaries  in  the  endeavor  to  secure  uniformity  of 
effort,  greater  enthusiasm  and  closer  relation  between  each 
class  organization  and  the  college  and  make  a  report  of  progress 
at  the  next  meeting."  Castigating  co-operators :  at  last  we  have 
a  position  for  live  and  experienced  ex-secretaries,  not  unworthy 
of  their  dignity  and  worthy  of  all  their  mettle. 


M.  F.  Sewall        Hooray,     "Freem"    has    another    son !       It    is 

Arthur  Ditmars,  born  November  12,   1915.     In 

his  profession  Freem  admits  to  having  worked  like  .     He 

read  a  paper  on  "Auto  Intoxication"  before  the  Tri-County 
Medical  Society  at  Bridgeton  in  September.  We  might  add 
that  he  is  the  President  of  said  Society,  too.  Freem  has  a 
summer  cottage  at  Ocean  City,  which  he  hires.  He  spent  his 
vacation  there,  and  also  in  an  auto  trip  through  New  York 
State  and  the  White  Mountains.  On  the  trip  he  saw  Ralph 
Hawkes,  and  was  the  first  '99-er  to  call  him  "judge". 


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Frank  Asbury       Dartmouth  men,  young  and  old,  graduates  and 
Sherman,  Prof,     non-graduates,     felt    keen    sorrow    when    they 
Mathematics.         read  a  short  time  ago  the  press  notice  of  the 
Deceased  Feb.      death  of   Professor   Sherman. 
26,  1915.    By  Frank  Asbury  Sherman,  a  native  of  Knox, 

R.  H.  Willard         Maine,  graduated   from  the  Chandler   Scientific 

School  of  Dartmouth  College  in  the  class  of 
1870.  During  the  Civil  War  he  served  for  two  years  as  cor- 
poral of  Maine  volunteers.  After  graduation  from  college  he 
taught  for  one  year  in  the  Worcester  Polytechnic  Institute.  In 
1871  he  returned  to  Dartmouth  as  associate  professor  of 
mathematics  in  the  Chandler  School  and  from  that  time  until 
his  retirement  he  was  a  member  of  the  Dartmouth  faculty. 
From  1872  to  1893  he  served  as  professor  of  mathematics  in 
the  Chandler  School  and  from  1893  to  1911  as  professor  of 
mathematics  on  the  Chandler  Foundation.  In  1911  he  retired 
from  active  teaching,  but  he  remained  in  Hanover  until  his 
death  in  the  fall  of  1915. 

Probably  few  Dartmouth  professors  have  been  better 
known  to  the  alumni  than  was  Professor  Sherman.  To  them 
he  was  familiarly  known  as  "Frankie".  The  character  of  his 
nickname  indicates  the  secure  place  that  he  held  in  the  affec- 
tions of  his  students.  During  his  career  as  a  teacher,  math- 
ematics was  a  required  subject  for  nearly  all  students  and  like 
all  required  subjects  to  many  it  was  as  unpopular  as  it  was 
difficult.  Students  of  a  non-mathematical  turn  of  mind,  who 
had  the  benefit  of  Professor  Sherman's  instruction,  remained 
deeply  grateful  to  him  for  rough  places  smoothed  out  and  for 
successes  gained.  To  the  mathematician  he  was  a  constant 
inspiration  and  help.  Professor  Sherman  was  a  gentleman 
through  and  through  and  his  genial  smile  always  accompanied 
his  greeting  to  his  students  and  friends.  To  all  his  students  he 
was  an  inspiring  instructor  and  a  sympathetic  friend.  He  was 
ever  ready  to  give  ear  to  the  troubles  of  his  students  and  to 
extend  to  them  the  help  or  the  suggestions  that  they  needed. 
In  turn  they  admired,  respected  and  loved  him.  His  was  a 
familiar  figure  on  the  streets  of  Hanover  and  for  a  long  time 
it  will  be  greatly  missed  there.     For  many  years,  too,  the  old 

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town  will  not  seem  the  same  to  visiting  alumni,  for  with  them 
no  one  can  fill  the  place  which  has  been  left  vacant  by  the 
death  of   Professor  Sherman. 

E.  L.  Silver  "Sliver's"  Normal  School  keeps  on  growing,  not- 
withstanding Sturtevant  and  Keene  Normal 
School  competition,  and  it  keeps  "Sliver"  on  the  continuous 
jump.  Just  now  he  is  watching  with  anxious  eye  the  erection 
of  the  main  body  and  the  north  wing  of  his  big  new  dormitory 
that  the  State  is  erecting  for  him.  The  south  wing  is  already 
up  and  in  use,  and  is  a  good  looking  bit  of  colonial  brick  and 
stone  architecture,  whose  good  looks  and  special  features  are 
in  good  part  due  to  "Sliver's"  taste  and  foresightness.  As 
school  keeps  nearly  the  whole  year  around  for  him,  a  summer 
school  being  followed  by  a  summer  institute  right  after  his 
regular  school  work,  he  doesn't  get  any  vacation.  This  he  gets 
in  when  he  is  traveling  about  giving  talks,  and  when  he  comes 
down  to  Boston  to  see  "Donny"  and  get  a  German  dinner. 
"Sliver"  is  one  of  those  who  has  made  Hanover  this  last  year. 

E.  R.  Skinner         Ed  is  Division  Superintendent's  Assistant  at  the 

American  Optical  Company  works.  The  work 
is  strenuous  and  confining.  His  only  trip  away  from  South- 
bridge  during  the  year  was  to  Pemaquid  Point,  Maine,  for  a 
little  vacation.  Both  ways  he  tried  to  see  Judge  Hawkes,  but 
the  Judge  was  not  in  town.  Ed's  diversion  is  his  membership 
in  the  local  branch  of  Odd  Fellows  of  which  he  is  financial  sec- 
retary. About  the  keenest  disappointment  of  the  year  was  his 
inability  to  get  to  Penn  game  and  '99  supper.  He  hoped  up 
to  last  moment  that  he  could  get  away,  but  his  superior  was 
away,  and  as  two  of  the  foremen  were  out  ill,  he  was  com- 
pelled to  stick  to  his  works.  He  wrote,  "I  certainly  do  wish  I 
could  see  you  fellows,  and  I  shall  try  to  take  in  the  next  reunion 
either  in  Hanover  or  Boston." 

A.  G.  Sleeper  Sleep's    activities    are    numerous.      Legally,    he 

has  been  engaged  in  some  pretty  big  stuff, 
Crawford  et  al  and   Nies   et  al,   cases   involving  the  $400,000 

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funds  derived  from  the  sale  of  the  Methodist  Church  property 
on  Bromfield  Street,  the  Horace  W.  Berry  will  case,  $175,000, 
and  the  Hiram  W.  Barker  estate  involving  $800,000.  Com- 
mercially, he  is  interested  in  the  Red  Beach  Plaster  Company, 
making  "Plaster  of  Paris"  from  gypsum  rock  at  Calais,  Maine. 
He  is  also  trustee  of  several  large  estates.  Sleep  now  maintains 
a  country  place  at  Dennis  on  the  cape.  He  got  his  vacation  in, 
by  week-ends  there,  and  by  making  his  usual  cruise  on  a  friend's 
large  auxiliary  sailing  yacht. 

S.  J.  Smith  Here  is  a  good  letter  from  Sam  Smith  written 

October  26,   1915   from   Spokane,  Washington: 

Dear  George: — Your  letter  should  have  been  answered  before.  Pro- 
crastination is  my  only  excuse. 

Since  returning  from  the  coast  last  March,  I  have  been  located 
most  of  the  time  at  Granger,  Wash.,  in  what  is  known  as  the  Yakima 
River  Valley,  about  two  hundred  and  thirty  miles  west  of  Spokane, 
where  we  have  a  drainage  contract.  The  nature  of  the  work  is  some- 
what different  from  what  New  Englanders  would  look  upon  as  drainage 
work,  where  it  is  done  mostly  to  reclaim  swamp  or  over-flowed  land, 
but  the  work  I  am  on  is  draining  land  that  was  at  one  time  only  a  sage 
bush  desert.  About  ten  years  ago  the  Reclamation  service  built  a  large 
canal,  diverting  the  water  from  the  Yakima  River  to  irrigate  this  large 
section  of  the  Yakima  Valley,  and  the  water  has  been  used  to  such  an 
extent  that  it  has  caused  the  water  table  to  raise,  and  the  raising  of  the 
water  has  caused  the  alkali  in  the  soil  to  come  to  the  surface,  and 
when  the  water  evaporates  the  alkali  forms  a  crust  over  the  low  land. 
This  deposit  of  alkali  destroys  vegetation,  and  it  is  to  redeem  this  land 
that  the  drainage  work  is  undertaken.  The  contract  work  covers  about 
twenty-two  miles  of  open  ditch  work,  at  a  cost  to  the  district  of  about 
$19  per  acre  for  the  district  benefitted. 

About  nine  years  ago  Oakes  built  a  railroad  up  into  this  territory. 
Since  that  time  it  has  changed  to  a  paradise,  but  I  have  heard  Oakes 
speak  of  it  as  something  far  different  from  a  paradise.  Have  been 
planning  for  the  last  two  months  to  be  at  Oakes'  wedding  at  Portland, 
but  I  could  not  arrange  for  it  after  all,  but  from  all  the  paper  accounts 
there  is  no  doubt  but  what  he  accomplished  his  purpose  without  me. 
Have  not  seen  a  Dartmouth  man  since  I  returned  from  the  east  last 
spring. 

Wish  that  I  could  answer  all  your  question  in  detail,  but  they  will 
have  to  be  left  for  those  nearer  the  center  of  the  universe.  My  busi- 
ness address  is  806  Realty  Building,  Phone  Main  7159,  and  house  ad- 
dress 324  First  Avenue,  Phone  Main  6556,  Spokane,  Wash. 

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Have  not  had  an  opportunity  to  go  to  the  Frisco  Fair,  but  I  do 
expect  to  go  east  again  this  winter  and  hope  I  may  see  you.  Yours 
very  truly,  S.  J.  Smith. 

In  a  letter  to  Jim  Barney,  Sam  says  he  came  east  Christ- 
mas 1914,  but  did  not  have  an  opportunity  to  go  to  Boston;  was 
at  Thayer  School  annual  meeting  and  dinner  in  New  York,  at 
which  Whittier  was  only  '99-er  present  besides  himself.  He 
was  east  again  for  Christmas  1915. 

Sophomore  Evans    and   Rice   tie   on   the    Sophomore   Class 

History,  a  History   memory    test.      Both    attributed    it    to 

Memory  Test        Musgrove  and   Rice   says  he   read   it  in   South 

Greek  Room,  Old  Dartmouth.  Ninety-seven 
reported  absolutely  no  recollection.  A  few  others  had  some 
hazy  remembrances.  Musgrove  confesses  to  the  soft  impeach- 
ment and  Spade  Heywood,  following  out  a  dormant  instinct, 
discovered  corroborative  "original  resource"  evidence  hidden 
away  on  page  34,  '99  Aegis  to  the  same  effect.  The  sad  thing 
is  the  manuscript  was  never  printed  and  was  burned  in  Mus- 
grove's  Printing  House  fire. 

G.  E.  Speare  "Spehore"  thinks  his  story  the  same  old  story. 

It  may  be  with  respect  to  his  teaching  and 
principalship.  But  to  us  there  are  new  lights  and  shadows  in 
it.  He  has  been  doing  some  special  work  in  New  Hampshire 
Constitutional  History,  and  before  the  Institute  for  Superin- 
tendents and  Principals  held  at  the  Plymouth  Normal  School, 
August  21-27,  1915,  "Spehore"  gave  the  following  talks,  (1) 
The  General  Method  of  History  Teaching — Application  of 
Chapter  22  State  Program ;  (2)  Ancient  History  for  High 
School  Freshmen;  (3)  European  History  for  Sophomores; 
English  History  for  Juniors;  and  (4)  American  Constitutional 
History  for  Seniors ;  on  successive  days.  They  were  said  to  be 
both  instructive  and  interestingly  done.  "Spehore"  is  a  member 
of  the  Littleton  Lecture  Course  Committee,  and  Trustee  of  the 
Littleton  Library.  He  sees  Silver  much  and  hears  much  of  his 
achievements.  Jim  Pringle  '97  hands  out  educational  dope  and 
"Doc"  Downing  1900  physic  in  the  same  town.     But  when  Guy 

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feels  the  need  of  invigoration  he  gets  his  creel  and  fish  poles 
and  camp  trappings  down  from  their  pegs  and  hies  himself  to 
the  woods.     That's  the  way  he  spent  his  vacation  this  year. 

Guy  in  sending  his  regrets  to  Donny  that  he  could  not 
attend  the  supper  after  Penn  game  said,  "You  are  right,  Donny, 
I  am  '99,  though  classed  with  1903,  a  toast  then  to  '99  from 
Littleton,  over  whom  the  Dartmouth  range,  with  Mt.  Dartmouth 
in  the  foreground  watches  from  afar,  success  to  the  supper  and 
all  the  splendid  fellows  and  their  wives  gathered  there." 

F.  C.  Staley  Things    have    been    going    well    with     Frank. 

Increased  price  of  wheat  has  helped  out  all 
lines  of  business  in  his  region.  Frank  has  been  up  to  Wichita, 
Kan.,  several  times,  and  likewise  several  times  to  Oklahoma 
City,  usually  combining  business  and  pleasure.  Had  one  busi- 
ness trip  to  Kansas  City.  Frank  took  a  week  off  in  June  to 
play  in  the  State  Championship  Tennis  Tournament  at  Okla- 
homa City,  and  another  week  in  July  to  play  in  Kansas, 
Oklahoma  Championship  Tournament  at  Wichita.  He  and  his 
partner  won  the  championship  in  doubles  at  latter  tournament. 
Frank  is  President  of  Major  County  Fair  Association,  Vice- 
President  Fairview  Commercial  Club,  President  Fairview  Ten- 
nis Club,  and  "Head  fan  for  Fairview  Baseball  Club." 

A.  D.  Storrs  Dave    reports    "no    change".      But    the    list    of 

honors  keeps  growing.  Dave  is  Superintendent 
of  the  Cemetery,  Trustee  of  Pine  Park,  Treasurer  of  the  Pre- 
cinct, and  also  Trustee  of  Beta  Theta  Pi,  in  the  last  taking  the 
position  left  vacant  by  the  death  of  Professor  Sherman.  As 
trustee  of  his  fraternity,  he  has  been  overseeing  some  extensive 
alterations  in  his  fraternity  house.  Dave  went  fishing  for  a 
vacation  up  on  the  College  Grant,  got  some  nice  trout  and  saw 
"Skeet"  Tibbetts  catch  a  four  and  one-half  pound  brook  trout 
on  a  fly-rod.  Dave  further  says,  "I  do  not  know  any  news  that 
would  fat  your  report.  I  did  spend  a  week  with  Jim  Walker 
this  summer,  and  had  a  fine  time  roaming  around  that  part 
of  the  state.  Arthur  'Kid'  Folsom  was  there.  Nelson  Brown 
and    Woodrow   Wilson   used   our   Golf   Links   this    season,   but 

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neither  can  beat  Tibbetts  at  the  game.  I  tried  the  game  this 
year,  but  spent  most  of  the  time  hunting  for  balls  on  the  lawns 
of  the  residents  besides  the  links." 

C.  C.  Sturtevant     "Sturt"    has     worked    and    drawn    his    salary. 

He  has  made  one  Progressive  Party  Speech, 
and  given  one  Sunday  School  Convention  talk.  For  a  vacation 
he  took  a  trip  to  Portsmouth,  Hampton  Beach,  Isles  of  Shoals, 
also  spent  a  few  days  in  Munsonville,  N.  H.  Sturt  is  a  member 
Board  of  Education,  Union  School  District,  Keene.  He's  run 
across  Adams,  Hopkins,  Locke,  Rowe,  Silver,  and  Wason. 
Fletcher  '00  has  become  a  master  of  Central  Grammar  School, 
Keene. 

Summer  Homes  Twenty-eight  men  have  summer  places  and  two 
Summarized  own  land  upon  which  some  day  they  expect  to 

build.  Five  of  the  places  are  family  home- 
steads retained  for  summer  use  and  six  of  the  places  are  not 
owned  but  leased.  They  are  divided  as  follows :  Beaches  10, 
White  Mountains  9,  Maine  4,  Cape  Cod  3,  Iowa  Lakes  1,  Mas- 
sachusetts Lakes  1,  California  1,  Pennsylvania  1. 

Supper  After  A  forward  pass  flashing  out  from  a  despairing 
Game,  Copley  dead  level  of  defeat  and  bursting  like  a  brilliant 
Square  Hotel,  skyrocket  into  a  victory  bringing  touch-down, 
Boston,  beats   caviar  all   hollow   as   a   supper   appetizer. 

Nov.  6, 1915  Every  ninety-niner  and  his   wife,  who  walked, 

rode,  or  flew  as  it  were,  from  Fenway  Park 
to  the  Copley  Square  Hotel  after  the  6-3  game  with  "Pennsy" 
on  November  6  knows  that  the  statement  is  indisputable,  knows 
too  that  you  don't  have  to  hurry  down  something  else  to  cover 
up  the  taste  of  this  kind  of  an  appetizer  and  that  its  action  on 
the  palate  will  flavor  pleasantly  a   whole  evening's   menu. 

The  ninety-nine  supper  "put  over  after  the  game"  is  the 
basis  for  all  the  foregoing  philosophy  and  some  more.  Even 
the  executive  committee,  post-mortemly  speaking,  think  the 
only  doubt  is  whether  to  prefer  the  appetizer  or  the  supper. 
The  latter  was  "some"  supper  however,  even  though  they  do 
say  it. 

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In  the  hotel  parlor  gathered  W.  B.  Adams,  Mrs.  Adams, 
Allen,  Mrs.  Allen,  Atwood,  Mrs.  Atwood,  Barney,  Mrs.  Barney, 
Beal,  Mrs.  Beal,  Cavanaugh,  Clark,  Drew,  Mrs.  Drew  and  Miss 
Swain,  Donahue,  W.  R.  Eastman,  Mrs.  Eastman,  W.  F.  Eaton, 
Evans,  Mrs.  Evans,  Gannon,  Hardwick,  Mrs.  Hardwick,  Hoban, 
Mrs.  Hoban,  Hobbs,  Mrs.  Hobbs,  Hopkins,  Mrs.  Hopkins, 
Huckins,  Mrs.  Huckins,  Johnston,  Mrs.  Johnston,  Kendall,  Mrs. 
Kendall,  Mr.  C.  W.  Robie,  Lynch,  Miss  Lynch  and  Miss  White, 
Osgood,  Misses  Kaula,  Parker,  Payne,  Mrs.  Payne  and  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Hale,  Richardson,  Mrs.  Richardson,  Silver,  Sleeper, 
F.  A.  Walker,  Mrs.  Walker,  Watson,  fifty-five  all  told. 

The  subterranean  Dutch  Room  where  the  "Round-Ups" 
are  held  as  regularly  as  the  first  Saturday  night  in  March 
appears  on  the  calendar  had  been  reserved  so  that  the  ladies 
might  see  what  their  ears  had  often  heard  about.  With 
Hallowe'en  caps  upon  their  heads,  and  lanterns  that  were  great 
grinning  green  cat  heads  in  their  hands,  a  procession  was  started 
at  the  end  of  a  chatty  hour  upstairs,  for  the  subterranean  room 
below.  The  winding  staircase  was  dark.  Bob  Johnston  with 
"Progressive"  boldness  shouted  "Hail,  Hail,  the  game  is  over 

now,  what  the  do  we  care  now",  and  essayed  to  lead  the 

company  downward.  Half  way  down  on  a  window-ledge  a 
wild-eyed  Jack-o'-lantern  exhibiting  a  Rooseveltian  front  of 
teeth  gave  familiar  encouragement.  Bob  blurted  forth  some 
more  of  the  "Hail,  Hail"  stuff  and  the  yellow  eyes  of  the 
Cheshire-like  cat  in  his  hand  grinned.  The  "Hail,  Hails"  of 
the  rest  of  the  company  came  falling  down  through  the  dark- 
ness and  the  grinning  cat-heads  with  the  uncertainty  of  a 
youngster's  "first  scales".  Limping  far  in  the  rear  came  a  last 
faint  "hail"  from  Hoban  bringing  up  the  end  of  the  "peerade". 

Warren  Kendall  threw  open  the  door  of  the  Dutch 
Room.  A  long  Halloween  decked  table,  with  four  branches 
and  their  accompanying  chairs  set  as  close  together  as  a 
fine  toothed  comb,  showed  up  dimly  in  the  darkness 
and  flickering  candle  light.  Strange-mouthed,  strange-eyed 
Jack-o'-lanterns,  some  with  two,  some  with  three,  some  with 
no  teeth  shouted  out  of  the  super  darkness  "Celery,  Celery 
give  me  the  first  appointment."     "I  don't  do  that  now,"  replied 

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Celery,  "you  will  have  to  apply  to  Ikey."  The  piano,  under  the 
able  substitution  for  Willis  of  his  sister,  Mrs.  Kendall,  pouring 
out  toothache  powder  "Hail,  Hail"  soothed  the  pumpkin  pan- 
demonium. Warren  and  Jim  Barney  helped  out  the  candle 
light  by  directing  every  one  to  his  place.  As  each  one  put  his 
green  cat  down  on  the  table,  the  latter's  smiles  grew  more  satis- 
fying, indicating  that  this  had  been  even  a  wee  bit  too  spooky 
for  well  bred  green  cats.  Then  some  one  turned  on  the  lights 
and  the  illuminating  smiles  of  the  green  cats  vanished  with  a 
satisfied   twinkle. 

The  wonderful  results  of  crossing  Halloween  with  Ninety- 
Nine  Dartmouth  now  became  visible.  Even  the  wonder-work- 
ing biologist  Pearl's  eyes  would  have  bulged  had  they  been 
there  to  see  the  result.  There  on  the  center  table  was  a  bit  of 
the  green  campus  edged  with  Princess  pine  and  upon  it  Hobe's 
Eleazar  Wheelock  Pageantette  in  arrested  progress.  All  the 
characters  were  there,  Findem  Road,  Occom,  Eleazar  and  Mrs. 
Occom  in  the  cart,  while  an  Indian  kept  his  nose  up  against  the 
rum  cask  in  the  end  of  the  cart  and  a  weather  eye  out  for  the 
cane  of  Charity  wStudent  Wardle  who  brought  up  the 
rear.  On  one  of  the  branch  tables  was  a  replica  in  miniature 
of  the  garden  party  equally  complete  in  detail,  from  refresh- 
ment table  through  the  receiving  line  to  the  "Peripatetic  Piano" 
and  the  musicians.  On  another  branch  table  strange  creatures 
astride  a  keg  labeled  "Rum  500  Gal."  sucked  at  straws  through 
the  bung-hole.  Witches,  black  cats  and  pumpkins  nearly  hid 
the  tablecloth.  The  chandeliers,  the  plate  rail,  the  balustrades 
of  the  stairs  to  the  balcony  were  all  hidden  with  greenery  giving 
off  the  aroma  of  the  northern  wood  One  of  our  big  banners 
hung  from  the  plate  rail  behind  the  speaker's  table,  another 
from  the  balcony  rail  and  all  about  drooped  Dartmouth  pen- 
nants, grinned  down  strange  yellow  pumpkin  faces.  It  all  made 
a  clever  setting  for  a  clever  dinner  and  was  due  to  the  good 
offices  of  Mrs.  Pitt  Drew  and  Mrs.  James  L.  Barney  and  Mrs. 
Drew's  sister,  Miss  Swain,  who  kindly  assisted  them ;  and  the 
fun  which  they  had  started  by  their  introduction  of  Halloween 
caps  above  stairs  was  continued  by  the  Halloween  blowers 
which  they  had  placed  at  each  plate.     It  was  a  scene  full  of 

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color,  full  of  fun,  sufficient  to  make  Luther  Burbank  shout 
"mirabile  dictu"  or  a  '98  man  weep  with  envy. 

Suffice  it  to  say  that  the  dinner  was  a  "man's  dinner",  even 
though  it  was  "ladies'  night".  In  other  words  there  was  really 
something  to  eat  like  steak,  accompanied  by  individual  pots  of 
baked  beans  because  it  was  Saturday  night.  It  was  assumed 
that  after  a  football  game  even  the  ladies  would  have  a  mas- 
culine appetite.  As  a  topper  off,  with  coffee  the  waiters  brought 
in  a  real  five  gallon  keg.  It  was  labelled  "Eleazar's  Rum",  but 
when  it  had  been  set  up  and  the  spigot  turned,  out  poured 
forth  the  finest  of  new  sweet  cider. 

A  good  comfortable  supper,  with  music,  quips  and  jests 
and  the  blur  of  blowers  and  Bob  Johnston  at  the  telephone 
answering  an  imaginary  call  from  the  New  York  Sun  for 
"copy",  giving  a  Johnstonesque  description  of  the  dinner  and 
the  individual  costumes  of  the  ladies  in  his  best  manner  might 
satisfy  1900.  Not  so  '99.  With  Donahue  at  the  center  of  the 
head  table,  acting  as  oratorical  "quarterback",  the  oratorical 
plays  put  over  after  the  supper  this  time  were  for  originality, 
cleverness  and  worthwhileness  up  to  real  ninety-nine  standard. 
Even  the  yellow  menu  cards  with  their  clever  footballist  cover 
design  in  black,  designed  by  Warren's  cousin,  had  been  an 
original  foretaste.  But  when  it  came  time  to  start  the  real  play, 
Donny  led  off  as  only  Donny  can.  Paul  Osgood  followed  with 
the  "Dramatic  Incidents  of  the  Decennial  and  Quindecennial", 
illustrated  by  stereopticon  slides  and  for  thirty  minutes  we  re- 
lived under  his  skillful  narration  the  joys  of  those  two  red 
letter  events.  When  he  had  finished,  Cig  Adams  kept  the  thrills 
still  running  up  and  down  our  backbones  by  singing  the  Arcady 
verses,  that  appeared  in  the  Quindecennial  Report,  set  to  music 
by  him  especially  for  the  occasion.  The  lights  were  still  down 
and  when  the  applause  let  up  so  anything  could  be  interjected, 
Cig  took  up  the  song  again  and  the  man  at  the  stereopticon 
threw  on  to  the  screen  scenes  illustrating  the  song,  ending  up 
with  the  chorus.  Everyone  sang  and  everyone  wanted  to  keep 
it  up,  but  the  "quarterback"  Donny  started  the  ball  moving  in 
another  direction  by  another  brilliant  play.  This  time  it  was 
Hopkins   going  around   the   right   end    with   "Pills   &   Politics", 

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for  a  clever  and  witty  touchdown  wherein  Musgrove  and 
Parker  came  in  for  laudation.  Hodgkins  who  was  unable  to 
enter  the  game  at  the  last  moment  had  his  place  taken  on  the 
program  by  the  "quarterback"himself.  He  pretended  to  make 
the  speech  Hodge  had  prepared,  but  there  seemed  to  be  some 
suspicion  whether  he  wasn't  making  some  introductory  "quar- 
terback" remarks  masquerade  as  a  real  speech.  They  were  so 
good,  however,  that  like  the  insanity  of  Hamlet  you  couldn't 
tell  whether  they  were  or  were  not  what  they  pretended  to  be. 
The  Ninety-Nine  Troubadours  came  next.  There  was  Maester 
Master  Adams,  Troubadours-in-ordinary,  Atwood,  Barney, 
Huckins,  Sleeper  and  Richardson.  Atwood  was  in  Eleazar 
costume  and  the  rest  in  great  flaring  red  hats  and  gorgeous 
yellow  sashes  "designed  and  executed  for  the  occasion"  by  Mrs. 
W.  R.  Eastman  and  Mrs.  Kendall.  As  they  grouped  them- 
selves on  the  lower  landing  of  the  staircase,  Long  Jim  stentori- 
ally  remarked  "It's  too  bad  Pap  and  Buck  aren't  here."  Just 
then  there  was  a  "honk  honk"  outside  and  in  tripped  "Lena". 
She  took  a  central  position  and  with  a  prima-donna  manner 
reflective  of  Hoban's  famous  representation  of  Adelina  Patti 
without  words,  sang,  together  with  the  rest  of  her  company, 
"A  Perfect  Day"  and  for  an  encore  "I  Wish  I  Had  a  Barrel  of 
Rum".  It  was  scandalous  to  see  the  vim  Eleazar  put  into  the 
second  song  and  even  Lena  misdemeanored  herself,  but  it  was 
all  joy-thrilling.  Bob  Johnston  was  down  next  for  a  play  called 
"Football,  an  Analysis".  He  started  out  with  an  Abou  Ben 
Adams  dodge  wherein  he  got  quarterback  Donahue  mixed  up 
with  Abou  and  ended  up  with  a  plea  for  the  Dartmouth  Livery 
Stable  Association,  a  benevolent  society  trying  to  help  worthy 
students  to  get  to  "Leb"  and  other  places  by  supplying  them 
with  loans  of  horse  flesh.  The  last  was  a  convulsing  Don 
Quixote  parody  upon  the  Dartmouth  Education  Association. 
Bob  always  did  have  a  faculty  of  getting  signals  mixed,  but  as 
usual  he  came  through  a-flying  for  a  touchdown.  Donny  intro- 
duced the  next  play  by  saying  that  the  printer  had  slipped  up 
and  instead  of  "Football,  A  Synthesis",  it  should  have  been 
"Football  a  'cinch-it-is'  ".  With  that  under  his  arm  Cavanaugh 
made  a  superb  run  for  ninety  yards  clear  across  the  field.     It 

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was  Beal's  turn  next  with  some  telling  verses.  Then  the 
troubadors  came  back  and  sang  "A  Warrior  Bold"  and  "My 
Girl's  A  Charming  Lass"  and  Tim  Lynch  finished  up  the  game 
with  a  masterly  executed  run  upon  "99%  Pure".  The  only  old 
war  horse  in  the  team  had  been  Bob,  but  they  had  proven  the 
versatility  of  the  class  again  and  the  correctness  of  the  phil- 
osophy at  the  bottom  of  the  class  machinery,  to  wit  that  every 
man  in  the  class  is  both  a  star  player  and  a  great  team  man 
when  called  upon  to  play. 

Like  a  bit  of  after-the-game  pageantry  was  the  way  the 
"quarterback"  wound  up  the  spectacle.  Like  good  King  Cole 
he  called  for  pipes  to  think  the  game  over  and  lo  by  magic  they 
appeared,  wee  T.D.'s  stamped  with  '99  on  the  bowls,  bowls 
all  filled  and  green  ribbons  ornamenting  the  stems.  They  were 
lighted.  For  a  bit  we  smoked  in  silence;  then  some  one  started 
spontaneously  "Ho,  a  song  by  the  fire,  pass  the  pipe,  pass  the 
bowl".  In  a  moment  Hovey's  lyric  was  ringing  through  the 
hall.  As  it  died  down  Donny  rose  and  with  happy  adjectives 
began  calling  to  mind  one  by  one  the  men  who  were  absent, 
beginning  with  the  farthest  away,  and  ended  up  by  proposing 
a  "skaal  to  the  absent".  It  was  drank.  As  we  sat  down  Cig's 
tenor  and  the  piano  started  up  Graham's  Ode : — 

"Together  once  more  ere  we  sever 
We  light  the  pipe  whose  smoke  will  ever 
Drift  o'er  the  parting  of  the  ways." 

We  drew  another  whiff  at  the  wee  pipes.  In  the  smoke,  arising, 
resprung  up  the  vision  of  a  Class  Day  sixteen  years  back.  The 
hall  rang  with  pathos,  the  hope  expressed  in  the  one  living  class 
day  ode,  first  sung  that  day.  Afterward  we  stood  up  to  sing 
the  Dartmouth  Song  and  said  goodbyes.  The  dramatic 
aftermath  spread  over  the  dinner  a  tone  of  deeper  meaning. 

F.  M.  Surrey  Frank  reported  "nothing  but  work,"  and  for  a 

vacation  "just  loafed".  The  only  thing  out  of 
the  ordinary  has  been  a  trip  to  Middleboro,  and  a  visit  from 
Peddy,  when  in  New  York  for  the  meeting  of  trustees  of  Fiske 
University.  Later,  however,  he  wrote  from  New  York,  Novem- 
ber 7,  1915:— 

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My  dear  Clark  : — You  characterize  my  replies  to  your  questions  as 
"most  awful  meager"  and  I  own  the  soft  impeachment,  but  what  are  you 
going  to  do  when  that  is  really  the  state  of  affairs  with  regard  to  inter- 
esting events  (at  least  to  anyone  else)  in  the  life  of  a  school  teacher 
who  spends  his  vacations  quietly  at  home.  You  suggest  that  I  tell  some- 
thing about  the  Morris  High   School,  its  mechanism,  and  my  part  in  it. 

In  the  first  place,  there  are  twenty-three  high  schools  here  and 
Morris  is  one  of  the  largest,  having  an  enrollment  of  nearly  5,000.  They 
are  not  all  in  one  building,  as  we  have  an  "annex"  but  more  than  4,000 
are  in  the  main  building.  This  is  possible  by  having  them  divided  into 
two  groups,  one  of  which  comes  at  8.07  and  goes  at  1.15,  while  the  other 
comes  at  1.30  and  goes  about  5.30.  Our  constituency  is  as  cosmopolitan 
as  possible.  One  of  our  most  recently  admitted  students  was  Arason 
Stenigrimur    from   the   Flensborg   School,   Hapnasfjord,    Iceland. 

As  to  my  part  in  the  mechanism,  I  am  a  member  of  the  "Program 
Committee,"  which  arranges  teachers'  and  pupils'  programs.  Three  of 
us  on  that  committee  do  most  of  the  scheming  at  the  end  of  the  old 
term  and  the  beginning  of  the  new.  We  have  to  begin  to  plan  for  the 
new  term  long  before  the  old  one  is  finished.  Soon  after  we  have  a  new 
term  started,  and  at  intervals  during  the  year,  adjustments  are  made 
in  pupils'  programs  in  accordance  with  their  needs  and  capacities.  I 
have  charge  of  this  work,  and  it  serves  to  keep  one  out  of  mischief  a 
considerable  part  of  the  time.  I  should  have  said  that  we  promote  every 
half  year  and  by  subject,  so  that  we  have  all  kinds  of  complications  in 
pupils'  programs.  My  official  position  is  "Assistant  Teacher,"  which 
means  one  of  the  rank  and  file,  but  I  am  getting  into  all  kinds  of  ad- 
ministrative work  in  addition  to  my  teaching,  so  as  to  be  in  line  for  the 
next  step,  which  is  "First  Assistant."  I  am  doing  the  work  of  that  rank 
now,  but  promotions  come  slowly  in  a  system  like  this  and  one's  re- 
ward for  work  done  here  is  likely  to  come  in  the  hereafter,  or  other- 
wise than  by  promotion.  Among  other  things  I  have  rather  responsible 
work  in  connection  with  the  registration  of  new  students  and  the 
"rapid  dismissal"  or  fire  drill. 

Our  "Regents'  examinations"  may  be  of  interest  as  they  are  a 
characteristic  feature  of  this  city  and  state.  At  the  end  of  each  semes- 
ter we  receive  from  the  Board  of  Regents  of  the  University  of  the  State 
of  New  York  examination  questions  in  all  kind  of  subjects.  One  week 
is  devoted  to  these  exams.,  and  our  ratings  are  subject  to  revi- 
sion at  Albany.  Exams,  have  to  be  passed  in  certain  subjects  in  order 
to  secure  a  high  school  diploma  from  any  of  our  city  schools.  The 
State  of  New  York  has  rather  recently  adopted  the  plan  of  giving  schol- 
arships of  $100  a  year  for  four  years  to  those  who  have  highest  rank 
in  the  state  examinations  and  who  go  to  colleges  in  the  state.  This  is 
in  place  of  supporting  a  state  university.  When  the  list  was  made 
up  this   summer  Morris   High   School  took   first   rank  in  the  state,  with 


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the  largest  number  among  the  first  thirty-five,  and  with  one  of  our 
boys  first  on  the  list,  his  four  years'  exams,  averaging  ninety-six  and  a 
fraction. 

I  have  neglected  to  say  anything  about  the  social  side.  We  have  all 
kinds  of  clubs  and  organizations  imaginable :  The  Deutcher  Verein, 
Qui  Vive,  Debating  Societies,  etc.,  etc.  Last  Friday  I  was  invited  to  act 
as  one  of  the  "hostesses"  at  the  Alumni  Tea  which  is  a  monthly  event. 

In  athletics  Morris  dose  remarkably  well  considering  the  fact  that 
we  have  only  about  one-third  boys  and  compete  with  other  high  schools 
with  nearly  as  large  a  total  registration  but  all  boys.  Our  football 
team  has  already  beaten  two  of  the  large  boys'  high  schools  of  the  city. 
The  rifle  team  is,  however,  our  star  aggregation.  Last  term  they  were 
entered  in  matches  with  other  schools  of  the  city  and  state  and  some 
of  wider  range,  with  a  total  of  twenty  trophies  to  be  won.  Our  boys 
brought  home  nineteen  of  the  twenty. 

Well,  I  believe  I  have  covered  the  ground  fairly  well  and  I  am  sure 
that  I  have  quite  outdone  myself,  so  if  you  are  not  satisfied  this  time, 
I  am  sorry. 

It  occurs  to  me  to  mention  the  fact  that  there  are  two  other  Dart- 
mouth men  on  our  faculty,  Matthews  '94  and  McCarthy  '08.  G.  S. 
Blakely  '88  left  us  a  few  years  ago  to  become  principal  of  a  newly  or- 
ganized high  school.     Very  sincerely  yours,  F.   M.   Surrey. 

H.  M.  Tibbetts  "Skeet"  took  care  of  one  of  the  biggest  Fresh- 
man Classes  in  the  Country  as  well  as  1000 
other  students.  He  had  an  article  on  Dartmouth  Football  in 
Alumni  Magazine,  May  1915.  For  a  vacation  he  and  Dave 
Storrs  went  fishing  for  four  days  in  the  Maine  woods.  They 
brought  home  their  fish  instead  of  coming  home  to  tell  about 
them,  and  they  were  "some"  fish,  "Skeet"  says.  He  and  Dave 
manage  to  get  away  once  a  year.  "Skeet"  says  he  can  "classify" 
only  as  general  handy  man  for  Dartmouth  Outing  Club  on 
ski  jump,  toboggan  slide,  etc.,  and  that  he  is  same  thing  for 
Hanover  Country  Club,  but  they  call  it  President.  He  is  also 
on  Board  of  Governors  of  the  Graduate  Club.  Mrs.  Tibbetts 
made  a  trip  to  Montana  in  September,  and  "Skeet"  went  out 
to  bring  her  back  after  he  had  the  college  settled  down  for  the 
winter. 

Taxes  The    tax    of    $2.00   to    cover    the   cost    of    this 

report  should  be  sent,  by  those  who  have  not 
paid  in  advance,  to  James  L.  Barney,  Treasurer,  210  Freeport 

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Street,  Dorchester,  Mass.  Jim  says  ''The  cost  of  collecting," 
that  is  postage  et  al,  for  the  last  report,  was  too  high  and  that 
the  saving  by  immediate  remittance  would  enable  the  class 
report  to  blow  itself  to  several  illustrations.  Therefore  please 
remit  immediately. 


A.  B.  Tootell         "Toot"    was    in    Great    Falls    November    17   on 

jury  duty.  He  borrowed  Jordan's  set  of  ques- 
tions in  order  to  reply.  His  ranch  is  nine  miles  east  of  Cascade, 
no  telephone  nearer  than  one  and  one-half  miles.  This  year  he 
raised  an  excellent  crop  of  hay  and  grain  and  potatoes.  He 
has  been  doing  some  research  on  the  determination  of  sex  in 
animals.  He  has  a  theory  which  he  has  been  testing  for  some 
years.  For  a  vacation  he  naively  remarks  "I  am  on  the  jury." 
'Toot"  has  been  school  trustee  for  several  years,  but  is  not  just 
now.  He  is  secretary  local  grange  and  a  director  of  its 
building  organization.  He  has  seen  Wiggin  at  a  ball  game  in 
Cascade,  July  4,  and  Jordan  several  times  during  the  year. 
"Wiggin  is  the  champion  hog  raiser  of  his  district  (Simms). 
Jordan  is  about  to  go  to  Salt  Lake."  'Toot"  writes  further 
about  his  farming,  November  17,  1915: — 


Friend  Clark  : — My  farming  has  been  fairly  prosperous  this  year, 
thanks  to  the  copious  rains  and  the  war  in  part.  We  are  raising  a  few 
horses  and  some  dairy  cows  together  with  hogs  and  poultry.  The  com- 
bination is  fairly  successful.  We  are  raising  alfalfa.  This  year  for  the 
first  time  we  had  three  crops  without  irrigation.  Farming  anywhere  is 
rather  a  busy  life,  and  here  where  help  is  so  expensive,  there  is  a 
strong  temptation  to  try  to  do  much  more  than  one  really  ought  to. 

Way  off  out  here  we  have  some  natural  advantages,  but  we  do 
miss  a  great  deal  that  we  might  have  if  we  were  living  in  your  section 
of  the  country.  I  haven't  seen  a  good  football  game  for  years.  Have 
never  attended  a  class  reunion,  and  I  feel  that  I  have  lost  a  great  deal 
that  I  was  lawfully  entitled  to. 

I  do  not  run  a  car  yet,  but  I  do  run  a  gasoline  engine  that  we  use 
for  plowing,  threshing,  and  grinding. 

Goodby  for  the  present.  I  hope  nothing  will  prevent  my  attending 
the  twentieth  reunion  of  '99.     Sincerely  yours,  A.  B.  Tootell. 


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Treasurer's 

Report  J.  L.  Barney  in  account  with  Class  of  '99: — 

J.  L.  Barney 

Receipts   1915 

Cash    from    C    H.    Donahue    $19.02 

Balance   from    Quindecennial,   W.    C.   Kendall    11.37 

From    taxes    194.40 

From    taxes    in    advance    97.00 

Interest    on    deposit     5.13 

Contribution  for  twelfth  report  from  friend   125.52 

$452.44 
Expenditures  1915 

Account    book        .50 

Postage,    printing    and    sundry    expenses    22.67 

Printing,   plates,   postage,   etc.,   twelfth    report    325.52 

$348.69 
Cash   on   hand   December  31,    1915    103.75 


$452.44 


L.  E.  Varney         Luke    reports    "hard    fighting,    winning    some 

cases  and  losing  some.  He  is  travelling  most 
of  the  time ;  for  during  last  year  he  has  tried  and  argued  cases 
in  United  States  Courts  in  Portland,  Boston,  New  York,  Buffalo 
and  Washington.  For  a  vacation  he  motored  in  his  new  Ford. 
''Great  stuff!"  Got  up  to  Hanover  for  once,  motoring  with 
Batchelder  '98  and  party.  Came  back  by  way  of  Plymouth  and 
nearly  scared  the  Secretary  out  of  his  wits  by  the  volume  of  a 
"Hello,"  as  the  Secretary  was  piously  walking  into  the  village 
for  a  Sunday  bite.  He  took  the  Secretary  onto  the  running 
board,  and  we  had  a  "heart  to  heart"  flying  into  town. 

There  have  been  rumors  of  house  building  by  Luke  in 
Portsmouth.  To  our  inquiry  Luke  wrote,  October  4,  1915  from 
New  York: — 

Dear  George  : — You  have  been  misled,  I  fear,  by  the  reports  of 
our  new  house  in  Dover.  All  that  I  have  done  is  to  get  a  little  bigger 
tract  of  land  with  one  end  stretching  out  into  the  country,  where  I 
could  plant  a  few  cabbages  and  potatoes.  The  house  is  only  incidental 
to  the  garden.  You  see  we  had  to  have  a  cellar  to  keep  the  farm  im- 
plements in,  because  we  have  no  barn. 

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My  potatoes  did  not  do  well  this  year  because  of  the  excessive  rains, 
which  doubtless  prevailed  at  Plymouth  as  well  as  at  Dover.  But,  never- 
theless, 1  have  had  a  great  deal  of  pleasure  in  hoeing  them  and  watch- 
ing them  grow ;  and  this  has  done  me  a  lot  of  good. 

The  potato  crop  failure  was  more  than  made  up  for,  however,  by 
the  cabbage  crop  which  I  harvested.  The  cabbages  were  so  large  that 
I  had  to  convey  each  one  individually  into  the  cellar  in  a  wheel-barrow. 
They  will  supply  boiled  dinners  for  the  neighborhood  for  the  winter 
and  possibly  through  the  spring, — that  is,  unless  there  is  enough  pro- 
German  sentiment  to  convert  some  of  them  into  sauerkraut.  We  are 
most  all  Irish  up  that  way,  however,  so  I  expect  the  cabbages  will  hold 
out,  as  I  said,  until  the  spring. 

There  is  a  lot  more  that  I  could  write  you  about  this  garden  for  I 
have  simply  spoken  about  the  extremes,  the  potatoes  and  cabbages,  one 
a  dead  failure  and  the  other  a  colossal  success.  I  have  simply  written  you 
this  to  let  you  know  that  I  have  had  a  real  garden.  That  is  why  you 
have  not  seen  more  of  me  this  summer, — when  I  have  not  been  at  my 
desk  I  have  been  in  my  potato  patch. 

Kindly  let  me  know  what  you  use  for  potato  bugs  in  your  garden, 
and  how  crops  were  this  year  up  Plymouth  way.  More  anon  and  cor- 
dially yours,  Lucius  E.  Varney. 

Luke  now  makes  flying  week-ends  to  Portsmouth,  and  then 
gets  into  a  pair  of  blue  jeans,  and  wields  the  goad  over  his 
steers  for  recreation  and  religious  stimulation. 

J.  B.  C.  Walker  Jim  has  done  very  well  in  all  his  occupations, 

to  wit,  dealer  in  grain  and  groceries,  lumbering, 
insurance  and  as  postmaster  at  Lee.  He  has  traveled  about 
all  over  New  Hampshire  this  year,  both  for  pleasure  and  busi- 
ness. Mrs.  Walker  went  to  Frisco  Fair.  But  he  didn't  take 
any  vacation  himself.  Had  a  week's  visit  from  Dave  Storrs. 
That  amounted  to  the  same  thing. 

F.A.Walker  Fred  says  modestly:     "Made  a  living."     How- 

ever, we  note  that  he  has  acquired,  this  last 
summer,  "a  very  modest  shack"  at  Lake  Boon,  Stowe,  Mass. 
He  spent  his  vacation  there.  He  sees  "Cav"  frequently,  Skin- 
ner occasionally,  and  reports  that  Bill  Atwood  called  on  him 
several  times. 


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The  War  "Has   the  war  affected  you?     How?"  brought 

chiefly  negative  answers.  These,  as  well  as  the 
affirmative  answers,  showing  either  harmful  or  beneficial  in- 
fluence, are  more  interesting  when  applied  to  the  types  of  work 
existing  among  the  members  of  the  class.  We  have  therefore 
classified  the  occupations  of  the  class,  trying  to  reduce  them  to 
their  fundamentals.  It  should  be  borne  in  mind,  however,  that 
the  question  was  personal  and  a  negative  answer  by  the  indi- 
vidual might  not  be  indicative  of  the  exact  effect  upon  the  type 
of  occupation.  Still  with  this  possible  element  of  errors,  the 
result  is  not  without  interest. 

The  classification  with  the  numbers  in  each  group  and  the 
effect  of  war  financially  upon  the  group  is  as  follows : — Actor 
( 1 )  none ;  Automobiles  ( 1  sales  agent  for  Northwest  United 
States,  2  salesmen  for  accessories  in  East,  1  manufacturing 
foreman  limousine  bodies)  none;  Banking  (3)  1  president 
Oklahoma  Bank  reports  increased  business  through  rise  in 
price  of  wheat,  2  clerks,  one  in  Texas,  one  in  New  Hampshire 
unaffected ;  Book  Store  college  town  ( 1 ) ,  little  affect,  some 
supplies  harder  to  get;  Brokers,  stock  and  investment  (3)  two 
in  New  York  City  absolute  stagnation  followed  by  unusual 
activity,  one  in  West  reduced  activity  through  investment  timid- 
ity; Building,  house,  etc.,  (1)  New  England  much  activity; 
Carpet  and  rug  manufacturing  (1)  West,  severe  loss  through 
closing  Boston  and  Montana  copper  smelter,  Great  Falls  ;  Cement 
(1)  unreported;  Chemists  (3)  a  soda  syrup  mfg.,  combustion 
engineer,  lost  source  of  supplies ;  Advertising  manager  for  Bak- 
ing Powder  Co.,  unaffected;  Coal  dealer  (1)  none;  Creamery 
(1)  none;  Dentist  (1)  none;  Doctors  (15)  located  New  Eng- 
land (7),  New  York  and  Pennsylvania  (4),  Michigan,  111.  (3), 
Washington  (1),  some  reported  collections  harder  and  increased 
cost  of  supplies  and  in  Philadelphia  one  has  suffered  loss  of 
French  patients  owing  to  return  to  France  of  French  reservists, 
two  of  these  situated  next  to  Canadian  borders  report  commer- 
cial intercourse  of  their  districts  with  Canada  at  stand  still ; 
Druggist  (1)  reports  "not  noticeable";  Dry  Goods  merchant 
(1)  New  England,  none;  Engineers  (11),  one  factory  construc- 
tion  engineer  net  being  favored  with   war  order   factory  work 

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designed  very  little,  four  railroad  engineers  Eastern  were  busy, 
but  report  no  new  work  being  undertaken,  two  railroad  con- 
traeting  engineers  (West)  report  railroad  building  at  standstill, 
and  only  engineering  work  ahead  is  irrigation  and  drainage 
problems  on  hand,  two  contracting  railroad  and  general  engi- 
neers Southern  absolute  arrest  of  work,  one  civil  engineer  Cali- 
fornia reports  "war  cut  off  all  private  engineering  work  and 
nearly  all  municipal  construction,"  1  paper  mill  engineer  reports 
diversion  of  capital  from  paper  mill  building;  Farming  (3) 
benefited,  good  times  in  bituminous  coal  region  helped  farming 
there  and  the  increase  of  price  of  wheat  ("though  low")  helped 
Montana  farmers ;  Fine  furniture  ( 1 )  "made  business  quiet" ; 
Flour  (2)  none;  Gas  engines,  marine  (1)  cut  off  export  busi- 
ness, but  given  indirectly  some  other  business;  Groceries  (2) 
one  reports  wholesale  prices  higher  and  money  hard  to  get,  an- 
other clerically  connected  unaffected;  Insurance  (3)  one  in  New 
York  State  reports  business  not  so  brisk,  other  two  including 
Life  Insurance  examiner  unaffected;  Lawyers  (13)  unaffected; 
Leather  board  mfg.  (1)  inability  to  get  aniline  color  now,  many 
supplies  higher,  very  little  in  main,  felt  general  slowing  in  busi- 
ness at  first;  Librarians  (2)  not  affected  in  work,  one  was  about 
to  publish  a  translation  of  a  German  work  on  America  which 
publishers  cancelled;  Lumber  (3)  one  dealing  in  building  lum- 
ber unaffected,  two  in  portable  mill  operations,  query  whether 
trade  standstill  due  to  war  or  other  causes;  Minister  (1)  none; 
Metal  trades  in  Worcester  (1)  draftsman  stimulated;  News- 
paper (3)  trade  paper  editor  and  sporting  editor  unaffected, 
news  editor  overworked ;  Optical  works  ( 1 )  none ;  Packing 
house  (1)  chemist  unaffected;  Painting  supplies  and  decorating 
( 1 )  none ;  Plaster  paris  mfg.  ( 1 )  export  trade  cut  off ;  Printing 
( 1 )  unaffected  ;  Property  development  ( 1 )  unreported  ;  Pulp 
(1)  construction  engineer  in  residence  "not  materially";  Rail- 
roading (3)  one  not  directly,  two  "none";  Real  Estate  (2)  Cali- 
fornia, Canada,  depressed;  Rubber  (1)  very  active;  Scale  mfg. 
(1)  took  edge  off  business  compelling  temporary  salary  reduc- 
tions; Shoes  (1)  efficiency  mgr.  "no";  Teaching,  collegiate  (9) 
prevented  one  from  journey  of  investigations  in  Balkans,  in- 
duced another  to  a  tour  of  observation  among  warring  nations, 

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otherwise  unaffecting ;  Grammar  and  high  school  (15)  unaf- 
fected save  for  one  chemistry  teacher  who  felt  the  increased 
price  of  chemical  supplies  and  chemical  apparatus,  i.e.,  "goose 
necks";  Telephone  (1)  commercial  representative  "none,"  un- 
classified (1)  query:  U.  S.  Navy  Yard  (2)  active  but  "increase 
in  business  due  not  to  war,  but  to  success  in  low  cost  of  pro- 
duction as  compared  with  other  yards  and  outside  establish- 
ments;" Woollen  (1)  unaffected  as  mfg.  confined  to  white  wool- 
len flannel  for  babies  underwear,  etc.  One  shipment,  however, 
to  Australia  may  be  due  to  war;  Wire  products  (1)  Roebling's 
Southern  sales  mgr.,  "Reduced  our  business  in  sight  in  eight 
Southern  states  about  25%." 

It  will  be  noted  what  a  small  proportion  are  detrimentally 
affected  and  there  seems  to  be  some  question  whether  the  busi- 
ness standstill  in  the  West  instead  of  being  due  to  the  war  is 
not  due  to  over  development. 

On  the  other  hand  the  mental  effect  of  the  war  has  been 
varied.  Note  how  the  following  replied  to  "Has  the  war  af- 
fected you  ?" :  Bailey,  "Yes,  it  makes  me  sad" ;  Benezet,  the 
grandson  of  the  First  Grenadier  of  the  Guard  under  Napoleon, 
"No,  except  in  my  sympathies" ;  Donahue,  "Wasted  a  lot  of  my 
time  figuring  out  how  England  and  Germany  both  could  be 
licked  and  all  the  others  win" ;  Gerould,  "At  times  it  interfered 
with  proper  work" ;  Hoskins,  "Yes,  Mrs.  Hoskins  is  of  Ger- 
man birth" ;  Leavitt,  "Made  me  mad" :  Locke,  "Only  disgust" ; 
Lynch,  "Very  much  desired  to  be  in  the  scrap";  Pearl,  "Has 
stirred  up  my  bile  dreadfully ;  otherwise  only  indirectly.  Is  any- 
body in  the  class,  except  perhaps  Hen  Berger,  pro-German  ?" ; 
Richardson,  "Only  to  afflict  me  with  an  almost  physical  sense 
of  depression  and  sickness  whenever  I  allow  my  mind  to  really 
rest  upon  it  and  to  produce  from  me  an  occasional  contribution 
to  the  various  relief  funds.  I  have  mingled  feelings  about 
these.  They  are  splendid  undertakings,  but  I  cannot  give  with- 
out wondering  whether  our  turn  may  not  come  next  and  if  so 
whether  every  dollar  will  not  be  needed  at  home" ;  Sewall,  "Po- 
litically made  me  a  more  staunch  G.  O.  P. ;"  Speare,  "Stirred  up 
rows  with   my   friends" ;  Varney,  "No,  except  to  make  me  an 


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advocate  of  preparedness" ;  Willard,  "Inspired  in  me  a  great  de- 
sire to  see  Germany  licked  good  and  proper." 

E.  B.  Wardle         Weary  has  been  completing  the  hydro  electric 

development  of  Laurentide  Co.,  including  in- 
stallation of  six  20,000  h.  p.  water  wheels  with  accompanying 
electrical  equipment.  Travel  has  been  between  plant  and  the 
links.  He  did,  however,  attend  Boston  Round  Up.  No  vaca- 
tion. Weary  is  Chairman  of  Green's  Committee  on  best  9  hole 
course  in  Canada.  We  quote  below  a  letter  from  Mrs.  Wardle 
describing  life  at  Grand  Mere: 

Life  in  a  Canadian  mill  town  may  not  sound  idyllic,  but  under  the 
right  circumstances  it  may  be  so.  We  are  all  very  enthusiastic  over  it. 
Ed  has  a  big  job  on  his  hands,  but  it  is  intensely  interesting  and  he 
has  splendid  people  to  work  with.  Socially,  we  have  found  everything 
very  pleasant,  English.  American  and  Canadian,  all  full  of  the  same 
delightful  feeling.  We  have  a  very  pleasant  house  with  woods  on  three, 
sides  of  it,  barn,  garage,  garden,  chicken  house,  bear  cage,  and  big 
lawns.  The  bear  cage  is  empty  now  and  the  children  use  it  for  a  play- 
house in  summer. 

In  the  summer  we  can  play  tennis  on  asphalt  courts  maintained  by 
the  company,  golf  on  a  very  good  nine-hole  course  (resident  profes- 
sional), ride,  drive,  motor,  fish  and  dance.  In  the  fall  there  is  good 
hunting  without  going  too  far.  (I  could  buy  moose  meat  for  20c.  a 
pound  and  black  ducks  for  30c.  apiece  all  last  month.)  And 
in  the  winter  sleighing,  skiing,  snowshoeing  and  sliding,  too  much  snow 
for  much  open  air  skating,  but  there  is  a  fine  big  rink  and  we  generally 
have  a  first  class  hockey  team.  There  is  a  club  house  with  reading,  card 
and  billiard  rooms  and  an  assembly  hall  for  basketbll,  indoor  baseball, 
dances,  concerts,  etc.  If  you  want  to  have  a  party  and  feel  that  your 
house  is  too  small,  you  can  use  the  big  club  house  veranda  in  summer 
or  the  assembly  hall  in  winter.  The  children  go  to  a  school  maintained 
by  the  company,  one  hundred  and  fifteen  pupils,  and  5  teachers,  three 
Americans,  one  English,  one  Canadian.  The  company's  houses  are  well 
built  and  taken  care  of,  the  streets  and  sidewalks  kept  in  fine  condition, 
electric  light  and  telephone  service  good  and  cheap,  food,  except  milk 
and  fruit,  considerably  lower  than  in  New  Jersey,  the  little  dry-goods 
stores  surprisingly  good.  We  go  to  Montreal  to  get  our  teeth  filled  and 
to  buy  our  books  and  clothes. 

There  are  an  amazing  number  of  motor  cars  in  the  province,  con- 
sidering the  bad  roads.  A  fine  new  road  has  just  been  built  between 
Montreal  and  Quebec  and  in  the  spring  we  are  promised  one  between 
here  and  Three  Rivers  which  will  communicate  with  it. 

*75 


We  have  all  been  in  very  good  health  since  coming  here.  The  air 
is  like  Rhine  wine,  thin,  clear  and  stimulating,  and  so  dry  that  one 
doesn't  mind  the  cold. 

The  war  has  been  felt  surprisingly  little  here.  There  has  been  plenty 
of  work  and  though  about  one  hundred  and  forty  have  enlisted,  they 
have  all  been  English  or  Canadians.  French  Canada  is  by  no  means 
doing  her  share  in  the  war.  The  habitants'  view  of  life  is  purely 
parochial.  The  English  speaking  population  is  probably  not  more  than 
five  per  cent  of  the  whole  in  this  town. 

In  listing  our  amusements  I  forgot  to  say  that  when  Ed  finishes  his 
dam,  we  shall  be  able  to  go  to  La  Luque,  eighty  miles  up  the  river  in  a 
motor  boat.  At  present  going  out  on  the  river  is  too  precarious  to  be 
classed  as  an  amusement.     It  is  a  hazard. 

Warren's  Warren  is  the  traveling  member  of  the  execu- 

Wanderings:  tive  committee.  The  little  visits  with  distant 
Stray  Memories  ninety-niners,  shunted  into  business  journeys,  re- 
Corralled,  ported  by  him  at  the  committee  luncheons,  were 

so  good  that  they  evoked  for  him  one  day  the 
title  of  Class  Shepherd,  unanimously  bestowed  by  the  rest  of 
the  committee,  and  in  order  that  the  class  might  also  have  the 
benefit  of  them  he  has  corralled  the  following  stray  memories : 

*^t  >lf  *i*  ■*.' 

^%  ^*  ^^  ^» 

Scene — Fifteenth  floor  of  a  large  office  building  entirely  occu- 
pied by  the  Universal  Portland  Cement  Co. 

Place — 208  So.  LaSalle  St.,  Chicago,  111. 

Time — September,  1915. 

Enters  C.  S.  from  a  wide  corridor  into  a  well  lighted  spacious 
outer  office,  presided  over  by  an  extremely  well  groomed 
but  officious  Office  Boy. 

Class  Shepherd — "Is  Mr.  Kirk  to  be  found  here?" 

Officious  Office  Boy — "Don't  know  'im,  Sir." 

C.  S. — "Are  you  sure  he's  not  connected  with  some  part  of  this 
organization?     The  City  Directory  guided  me  here." 

O.  O.  B.— "Well,  he  might  be  here.     Wait  a  sec  and  I'll  see." 

(Whereupon  the  O.  O.  B.  withdrew  from  a  p.  h.  in  his  desk 

a   list   of   names,   which   paper   does   not   show    signs   of    much 

thumbing.) 

O.  O.  B.— "Initial?" 

C.  S.— "H.  B.— Harold  Bruce  Kirk." 

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O.  O.  B. — Yes,  I  guess  you're  on  all  right.     Here  it  is.     Wait 

a  minute." 
(Exit  the  O.  O.  B.  as  though  to  produce  once  more  the  long 

lost,   though   never    forgotten   associate   of    days   about   the 

Dartmouth  campus  and  in  Reed  Hall  during  freshman  year 

of  1895-6.     Just  20  years  ago.) 
Re-enter  O.  O.  B. — "Just  a  minute,  Sir,  Mr.  W.  the  Department 

Head  will  be  here." 
(In  a  short  time  the  C.  S.  was  ushered  most  courteously  into  a 

private  office  by  the  D.  H.) 
D.  H.— "You  are  looking  for  a  Mr.  Kirk?" 

C.  S. — "Yes,  Sir,  a  Mr.  Harold  Kirk  who  was  a  classmate  at 

Dartmouth  and  whom  none  of  us  have  seen  and  scarcely 
heard  from  for  several  years." 

D.  H. — "Well  you're  surely  on  the  right  trail   for  I  distinctly 

recall  hearing  him  say  something  about  being  at  Dart- 
mouth." 

(After  further  and  more  positive  identification  by  means  of 
physical  characteristics — frequently  unsafe  after  a  20-year 
interval — and  other  very  proper  things  to  mention  to  one's 
business  associate  or  superior  officer  the  D.  H.  volunteered:) 

'Yes,  Mr.  Kirk  is  one  of  our  field  men  and  has  as  a  territory 
Southern  Illinois  and  a  part  of  Indiana.  He's  down  there 
now  so  I'm  sorry  you  won't  be  able  to  see  him  unless  you 
are  to  be  in  the  city  for  some  time." 

C.  S. — "Tell  me,  please,  what  you  can  about  Kirk.     We  used  to 

call  him  'Squaw.'  You  see  very  few  of  us  have  seen  him 
in  all  these  years,  much  less  hear  from  him  and  as  we  are 
anxious  to  keep  in  touch  with  everyone  of  the  fellows,  the 
boys  will  be  anxious  to  know  what  he  is  doing,  how  he  is 
getting  on,  about  his  family,  and  so  on." 

D.  H. — "Kirk,  I  am  gkd  to  say,  is  counted  one  of  our  best  out- 

side men.  He  has  been  very  successful  and  is  getting  along 
first  rate.  He  hasn't  been  with  us  very  long,  but  is  doing 
very  well.  He  appears  happy  and  seems  to  enjoy  his  work. 
His  trips  usually  take  from  four  to  six  weeks.  You  can  tell 
the  boys  that  Kirk  is  all  right  and  even  if  you  don't  hear 
from  him  it  isn't  because  he  doesn't  care  about  you  fellows 

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or  never  thinks  of  you.  It's  just  his  way.  Oh,  yes,  he's 
married.  Has  a  fine  wife,  though  I  think  no  little  folks.  I 
don't  know  whether  they  keep  house  or  board.  No,  don't 
worry  if  you  don't  hear  from  him.  That's  Kirk.  His  heart 
is  right." 

C.  S. — "Do  you  know  whether  or  not  he  is  interested  in  politics, 

is  prominent  in  club  life,  or  follows  any  other  hobby?" 

D.  H. — "No,  I  cannot  say  a  thing  outside  his  business  affairs, 

I'm  sorry  to  say.  He  hasn't  much  time  for  these  outside 
things  and  I  doubt  very  much  whether  he  takes  time  for 
them  when  in  Chcago." 
As  there  was  apparently  but  little  more  to  be  gained  by  detain- 
ing this  friend  of  Squaw's  longer,  the  C.  S.  expressed  his 
thanks,  left  a  cigar  and  was  gone. 

*m§0  *A*  »t»  %ts 

Dr.  Charles  E.  Cushman  of  Chicago  and  Joliet,  111 !  Busy  ? 
At  6  p.  m.  he  greets  you  with  coat  off  and  sleeves  rolled  up  and 
no  apparent  notion  of  its  being  time  to  go  to  his  club  for  sup- 
per. If  "Cush"  enlarges  his  field  of  influence  much  farther  he 
will  need  an  oversize  business  card  for  his  present  activities, 
addresses,  etc.,  already  require  14  engraved  lines  by  actual  count. 
The  card  verily  looks  more  black  than  white.  "Cush's"  business 
zeal  is  only  exceeded  by  his  hospitality.  Taken  by  surprise  he 
was  none  the  less  able  to  arrange  for  an  evening  off  and  treat 
the  traveller  to  a  splendid  dinner  and  a  delightful  moonlight  ride 
in  his  Haynes  Six  roadster.  We  dropped  in  for  a  few  minutes 
chat  with  Burpee  Taylor  '97,  who  is  in  business  only  a  short 
distance  from  him.  The  memory  of  a  former  visit  from  our 
own  Dr.  David  Parker  still  lingered  with  "Cush."  Perhaps  the 
conviviality  of  kindred  spirits  and  the  common  meeting  ground 
of  the  profession  had  much  to  do  with  that  mutual  good  time. 
It's  good  to  see  our  fellows  calling  on  each  other  and  no  one 
enjoys  it  more  than  our  prominent  Chicago  classmate.     More 

success  to  him. 

***** 

Dr.  Neal  S.  Hoskins !  Nearly  a  year  ago  the  C.  S.  dropped 
off  a  Michigan  Central  train  at  Detroit  one  Sunday  morning 
and    after    breakfast    boldly    'phoned    Dr.    Hoskins    for    an    ap- 

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pointment.  When  positive  identity  had  been  established,  a 
warning  was  given  to  watch  out  for  a  round-faced,  well-fed 
individual  who  shortly  would  be  approaching  in  a  runabout.  A 
few  moments  later,  "Hoss"  with  the  old  familiar  stride  and 
the  same  happy  smile  was  seen  coming  from  a  waiting  auto.  A 
hearty  handshake  after  nearly  sixteen  years  made  one  feel  that 
time  indeed  has  passed  quickly.  It  wiped  out  the  whole  period 
and  I  was  talking  again  with  the  campus  friend  as  though  on 
an  after-breakfast  stroll  from  McMurphy's  down  street  on  a 
Sunday  morning.  It  was  indeed  delicious  after  all  these  years. 
We  went  to  the  Doctor's  office.  At  times  the  dignity  of  added 
years  and  responsibilities  were  present,  especially  when  being 
shown  over  the  plant  and  meeting  other  members  of  the  firm 
of  which  "Hoss"  is  one  of  three.  But  alone  in  his  office  with  a 
panoramic  view  of  Lisbon  and  a  Dartmouth  picture  or  two  for 
inspiration,  the  same  old  fire  of  genuine  fun  was  again  aflame 
and  I  realized  what  a  lot  we  had  lost  in  not  having  had  him 
present  at  all  our  gatherings.  Nothing  was  forgotten,  no  detail 
of  college  days  had  gone  from  his  mind. 

"Hoss"  and  his  partners  and  associates  dispense  healing  in 
Detroit  on  about  the  same  systematic  and  complete  plan  that 
Filene  caters  to  "man,  woman  and  child."  This  was  decidedly 
new  and  interesting  and  yet  how  simple,  how  convenient,  how 
sensible  and  how  thorough,  both  for  doctor  and  patient.  Here 
was  a  whole  floor,  twenty  odd  rooms,  well  up  in  a  large  office 
building,  prominently  located  and  spic  span  new.  A  corps  of 
doctors,  specialists  in  their  lines,  X-ray  operators,  nurses  and 
attendants  were  there,  that  every  "ill  that  flesh  is  heir  to"  might 
receive  the  special  attention  it  required.  No  operations  are 
performed  here,  however.  These,  if  necessary,  are  done  at 
the  hospitals.  Doctoring  is  thus  made  both  professional  and 
business-like.  Unprecedented  growth  had  required  a  removal 
to  these  larger  and  newer  quarters  after  two  years  working 
out  of  the  idea.  The  "Hoskinorum  School  of  Science"  in  San- 
born Hall  was  a  wonderful  germ  plasm. 

At  one  time  when  off  guard,  or  perhaps  to  indicate  that 
he  is  still  human,  "Hoss"  pulled  out  the  "makin's"  and  pro- 
ceeded to  roll  his  own  smoke.     It  was  an  impressive  picture. 

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The  original  of  the  Bull  Durham  moving  picture  van  had  noth- 
ing on  our  friend,  Doctor  Hoskins,  "Old  Doctor  Hoskins"  as 
Bobbie  would  say ;  and  as  the  C.  S.  and  the  Doctor  talked  on 
through  the  welling  smoke,  the  impression  took  root  with  the 
C.  S.  that  the  class  will  surely  see  this  member  of  it,  that  it 
much  wants  to  see,  at  the  reunion  in  1919. 

While  the  C.  S.  was  walking  along  a  busy  street  in  Roches- 
ter, N.  Y.,  looking  for  some  place  where  a  directory  would  be 
found  to  tell  him  "Bill"  Nye's  office  number,  he  was  attracted 
to  an  individual  who  was  holding  down  the  curb,  apparently 
waiting  for  a  trolley.  There  was  something  familiar  about  the 
figure  with  yet  a  doubt.  The  C.  S.  made  a  wide  detour.  The 
figure  eyed  him  in  return.  The  C.  S.  walked  by,  turned  and 
came  back  again  taking  a  wide  sweep  and  then  boldly  ap- 
proached. "Is  this  you,  Bill  Nye?"  It  was  and  on  the  very 
corner  overhead  on  a  window  of  the  Chamber  of  Commerce 
was  "Nye  &  Forbes,  Ins."  in  gold  lettering,  if  the  C.  S.  had 
only  looked  up.  There  was  a  quick  and  hearty  invitation  to 
"come  up  to  the  office"  and  all  business  was  over  for  that  day. 

"Bill"  and  his  partner  are  firmly  established  in  general  in- 
surance business  with  several  field  men  and  a  busy  office  force. 
There  is  a  certain  air  of  prosperity  about  the  place.  Knowing 
"Bill"  we  would  be  sure  there  was  a  good  foundation  or  no 
buildings.  It  was  all  there  and  apparently  the  result  of  indi- 
vidual effort. 

A  little  later  Mrs.  Nye  was  consulted  and  it  was  found 
there  were  enough  potatoes  "in"  for  an  extra,  and  an  invita- 
tion cordially  given  was  heartily  accepted.  Thereafter  the  C. 
S.  had  to  say  "Ed."  The  C.  S.  cannot  go  further  without  pay- 
ing homage  to  the  lady  who  presides  over  that  home  with  her 
fine  little  brood  of  three,  two  boys  and  a  girl.  He  was  made 
to  feel  delightfully  at  home  with  never  a  thought  of  a  stranger 
just  dropping  in.  "Ed"  has  seen  but  a  few  of  us  the  past  sev- 
enteen years  and  Mrs.  "Ed"  knows  practically  none.  It  was 
therefore  keenly  interesting  to  go  through  the  pictures  in  the 
last  report  and  point  out  this  one  and  that  one.     It  meant  for 

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them  immediate  acquaintance  for  the  reports  are  well  read  in 
that  home.  Our  ladies  will  all  be  glad  to  welcome  Mrs.  Nye 
in  1919  for  she  is  one  of  us.  So  after  an  all  too-short  evening 
discussing  everything  Dartmouth  and  Ninety-Nine,  "Ed"  piloted 
the  C.  S.  back  to  the  station  where  a  sleeper  was  taken  for 
Boston.  Note :  This  was  a  Boston  &  Maine  sleeper.  The  next 
reunion  will  find  the  Nyes  on  deck  from  Saturday  to  Wednes- 
day. 

The  C.  S.  shall  have  to  call  Herb  Collar  a  "movie  fan"  for 
one  fine  evening  last  summer,  while  it  was  yet  light,  the  C  .S. 
tried  to  reach  Herb  by  'phone  from  the  Buffalo  Union  Station 
and  was  informed  that  he  was  "out  for  a  little  while,"  but 
would  return  about  nine.  After  telling  who  the  C.  S.  is,  Mrs. 
Collar  confessed  to  the  movie  habit  and  said  Herb  would  be 
glad  to  come  to  the  station  even  if  for  only  a  short  time.  The 
train  left  at  9.45  so  we  only  had  a  brief  half  hour  together. 
Our  famous  220  man  is  not  much  heavier  than  when  in  college, 
— a  good  number  of  us  are  sorry  we  cannot  say  the  same, — but 
he  is  none  the  less  happy  and  is  prospering  with  the  others. 
While  it  is  difficult  because  of  his  modesty  to  get  "Herb"  to 
admit  anything,  yet  he  has  a  fine  position  with  good  prospects. 
If  any  of  you  go  through  Buffalo,  be  sure  to  stop  over  a  train 
to  see  "Herb." 

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Dan  Ford  and  the  C.  S.  missed  connections,  so  that  their 
visit  was  confined  to  a  short  bench  warming  experience  in  the 
Milwaukee  Railroad  Station  at  Minneapolis  one  night  in  Janu- 
ary last,  but  it  was  good.  Dan  with  his  short  sharp  fire  told  of 
his  University  duties  and  while  he  would  scarcely  admit  it,  he 
is  surely  making  his  influence  felt  and  his  importance  is  in- 
creasing as  shown  by  the  work  which  is  falling  to  his  lot.  Re- 
sponsibilities look  for  broad  shoulders  upon  which  to  lean  and 
Dan  in  his  own  way  is  carrying  his  load  and  doing  it  in  a 
manner  to  reflect  much  credit  upon  himself.  The  C.  S.  couldn't 
get  all  of  this  out  of  Dan,  but  he  got  it  elsewhere. 

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It  was  regretted  that  more  time  was  not  to  be  had  for 
a  visit  to  Dan's  house.  A  cordial  welcome  was  extended  by 
'phone  by  Mrs.  Ford  and  the  C.  S.  is  looking  forward  to  this 
another  time. 

Keene,  N.  H.,  isn't  so  very  far  away,  but  unless  one  has 
definite  business  there  the  chances  are  unfavorable  for  stop- 
ping, even  though  it  has  the  usual  attributes  of  a  beautiful  New 
Hampshire  town. 

The  definite  business,  however,  came  one  day  and  the 
C.  S.  stretched  it  out  to  cover  a  night  and  descend  upon  "Sturt" 
and  Charlie  Adams.  A  church  supper  claimed  "Sturt"  before 
the  C.  S.  could  make  his  presence  known,  else  he  fancies  he 
should  not  have  had  to  eat  at  that  really  splendid  Cheshire 
House.  But  Charles  and  his  family  were  not  so  minded 
that  evening  and  the  C.  S.  found  them  at  home.  Charles  has 
an  idea  that  the  whole  western  part  of  Southern  New  Hamp- 
shire will  go  hungry  or  without  confections  if  he  doesn't  stick 
to  his  job.  But  that's  not  the  only  reason.  He  has  a  family, 
wife  and  two  fine  children.  He  is  digging  now  that  he  may 
take  his  leisure  later  when  he's  his  own  boss.  Such  faithful- 
ness hath  its  reward.  It's  my  opinion  that  the  C.  E.  Adamses 
go  to  Hanover  in  June,  1919,  as  Mrs.  Adams  will  insist  upon  it. 

A  meeting  with  "Bill"  Hutchinson  at  his  father's  funeral 
in  Norwich  last  winter  does  not  make  just  the  narrative  to 
write  about,  that  being  more  of  a  personal  matter.  To  those 
who  haven't  seen  Bill  since  1909,  or  even  longer,  it  should  be 
said  that  he  has  sobered  up  a  great  deal,  looks  upon  life  with 
considerable  seriousness,  and  is  one  of  the  more  solid  and  sub- 
stantial men  of  his  community.  He  is  highly  successful  in  his 
chosen  work  as  we  all  know  he  would  be. 

These  stray  memories  of  the  C.  S.  do  not  deal  at  length 
with  other  seen  oftener  such  as  "Tedo,"  "Mott"  Tom  Whit- 
tier,  "Herbie"  Watson,  "Phil"  Winchester,  "Sully,"  Jack  San- 
born and  other  hardy  perennials  regularly   seen  at  our  various 

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anniversaries.  It  is  a  great  joy  to  be  able  to  call  upon  those 
who  by  their  choice  or  fortune  are  located  away  from  the  cen- 
ters and  take  to  them  in  a  humble  way  the  cordiality  of  the 
class  through  the  Executive  Committee  and  perhaps  to  bring 
them  into  a  bit  closer  touch  with  the  class  as  a  unit.  It  is 
the  C.  S.'s  purpose,  so  far  as  he  is  able  and  he  expresses  a 
hope  that  others  may  emulate  his  purpose,  in  calling  on  a  class- 
mate seldom  seen,  thereby  tending  to  bring  us  all  into  a  closer 
companionship  for  good  to  Dartmouth  and  for  the  renown  of 
our  splendid  class.  Even  "Kimmie,"  The  "Rab,"  Horace 
Sears,  "Bones"  Woodward,  "Bill"  Wiggin,  "Toot,"  the  two 
new  emigrants  "Ted"  Child  and  John  Ash,  Frank  Staley,  "Doc" 
Norton,  and  Sam  Burns  are  not  beyond  the  C.  S.'s  ambition. 
Since  the  Executive  Committee  have  willed  it  and  made  him 
the  Class  Shepherd,  his  voluntary  visits  have  taken  on  a  class 
duty.  If  not  welcome  any  one  may  turn  the  latch  on  him.  His 
faith  is  in  the  fact  that  he  has  never  seen  a  Dartmouth  man, 
much  less  a  Ninety-Nine  man,  who  was  not  always  glad  to 
grasp  the  hand  of  such  a  wanderer. 

H.  A.  Wason         Bill   has   worked   harder   than   ever  before  and 

made  a  poorer  material  showing,  so  he  says. 
The  war  reduced  his  business  in  Southern  States  about  25%. 
As  Bill  spends  about  one  half  of  his  time  in  traveling  through 
the  South,  he  feels  that  he  does  his  share  of  it.  For  a  vacation, 
it  is,  therefore,  a  pleasure  to  settle  down  in  some  one  spot,  in- 
stead of  traveling  as  many  like  to  do,  so  he  has  been  making  a 
practice  each  year  of  returning  to  a  cottage  which  he  hires  at 
West  Swanzey,  N.  H.  Take  it  with  Ash  and  Childs  in  the 
South,  and  "Mot"  Sargeant  and  Berger  in  New  York,  and  Dr. 
Hopkins,  Sturtevant  and  C.  E.  Adams  in  Keene,  he  has  seen 
quite  a  few  '99-ers  during  the  year. 

Bill's  letter  accompanying  answers  to  questions  tells  inter- 
estingly of  his  vacation,  and  some  of  the  things  you  want  to 
know  about.     It's  dated  Atlanta,  Ga.,  Nov.  23,  1915: 

My   dear   George  : — I    am   enclosing   the   questionnaire   filled   out,    as 
you  will  note,  mostly  with  monosyllables. 

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Two  of  our  ninety-nine  men  have  forsaken  the  Southeast  during 
the  present  year  and  have  gone  to  the  Northwest.  John  Ash  and  "Ted" 
Child,  who  were  in  Atlanta  during  the  greater  part  of  the  year  of  1914, 
and  then  in  Chattanooga  until  the  spring  of  1915,  have  moved  to  Cor- 
vallis,  Oregon.  John  took  his  family,  consisting  of  his  wife  and  five 
children  as  well  as  a  nurse  maid,  from  Chattanooga  to  Corvallis  in  his 
Hudson  touring  car.  They  camped  along  the  way  and  made  the  trip 
of  more  than  3000  miles  without  accident  or  sickness.  There  was  an 
interesting  article  published  in  the  Corvallis  newspaper  giving  a  good 
deal  of  publicity  to  the  trip.  Ash  and  "Ted"  are  in  the  general  con- 
tracting business,  and  are  in  addition  conducting  a  manufacturing  plant. 

My  family  passed  four  very  pleasant  weeks  at  West  Swanzey  this 
summer.  While  there  a  slight  illness  of  mine  made  it  necessary  to  call 
in  a  physician.  Dr.  Hopkins  drove  over  in  his  car  from  West  Swanzey 
to  the  camp,  and  you  can  imagine  my  pleasure  in  finding  that  the  doc- 
tor was  our  little  "Hoppy."  This  accidental  meeting  afforded  us  an 
opportunity  for  a  very  pleasant  reunion,  and  led  to  my  getting  ac- 
quainted again  with  "Sturt"  and   C.   E.  Adams   who  live  in   Keene. 

Your  reference  to  Frank's  matter  in  your  note  of  Sept.  26  just 
goes  to  show  that  Frank's  fate  was  of  a  great  deal  more  interest  to 
the  East  and  North,  than  it  was  to  the  South.  It  is  absolutely  impos- 
sible for  anyone  to  understand  the  Southern  viewpoint  unless  he  has 
lived  here  and  become  one  of  the  people.  I  believe  the  majority  of 
the  decent  citizens  think  Frank's  end  was  no  more  than  he  deserved. 
Far  be  it  from  me  to  dissent  from  this  opinion.  The  means  were  rather 
harsh,  but  we  have  a  way  of  ignoring  the  means  where  the  end  to 
be  accomplished  seems  vital.  Ex.-Gov.  Slaton  is  at  home  again  and 
thus  far  unmolested,  although  there  have  been  some  dire  predictions 
made  as  to  his  bodily  safety. 

I  wish  some  of  our  good  Dartmouth  men  would  come  South. 
Sometimes  I  feel  isolated,  particularly  since  Ash  and  Child  beat  their 
retreat  to  Oregon.  If  I  can  get  to  Boston  soon,  or  whenever  I  may, 
I  am  going  to  let  you  know  I  am  coming  and  we  will  have  a  little 
reunion  of  our  own,  and  I  wish  to  see  everyone  of  the  old  ninety-nine 
men  in  that  neck  of  the  woods.  I  am  just  hungry  for  that  sort  of 
thing.  4 

I  am  going  to  be  in  New  York  in  January  or  February,  and  sin- 
cerely  hope   I   may   see   you   then. — As   ever, — Wason. 

H.  L.  Watson  "Watty"  has  been  at  work  steadily  on  the  con- 
tinuation of  the  electrification  of  the  N.  Y.,  N. 
II.&H.  R.  R.,  of  all  tracks  west  of  New  Haven.  The  follow- 
ing letter  gives  the  details  of  his  vacation  and  is  of  interest  upon 
the  question  of  "military  preparedness."  It's  dated,  New  Ha- 
ven, Oct.  17,  1915: 
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Dear  George: — This  spring  the  U.  S.  Gov.  notified  the  state  of 
N.  Y.  that  a  school  of  instruction  for  the  signal  corps  would  be  held 
at  Fort  Leavenworth,  Kan.,  from  June  5  to  June  15th  and  asked  for 
a  detail  of  an  officer  and  three  non-commissioned  officers  from  my 
company  and  the  same  from  "B"  company  in  Brooklyn.  I  was  luckily 
named  as  one  of  the  detail  to  be  sent.  We  left  on  the  night  of  June 
2nd  and  reached  the  Fort  at  noon  on  June  4th.  We  had  lectures  on 
all  kinds  of  subjects  pertaining  to  the  work,  instruction  in  cavalry 
tactics  and  drills  with  Co.  A  signal  corps  of  the  regular  army.  Dur- 
ing these  drills  we  watched  the  others  for  a  while  and  then  the  national 
guard  students  replaced  men  of  corresponding  rank  and  drilled  with 
the  company. 

Throughout  the  trip  I  enjoyed  myself  and  got  a  lot  of  useful 
knowledge.  We  all  went  out  via  Pittsburg,  Indianapolis  and  St.  Louis, 
but  on  the  return  I  left  the  others  and  came  back  through  Chicago. 
I  got  to  Chicago  the  day  the  car  strike  was  settled.  I  reached  there 
at  about  9  a.  m.  and  it  was  the  deadest  place  you  can  imagine  with  not 
a  surface  car  or  elevated  train  running.  By  eleven  a.  m.  the  elevated 
trains  began  running  and  by  mid-afternoon  all  surface  cars  were  out. 
I  got  back  to  New  York  June  19th  at  7  a.  m.  and  took  the  first  train 
to  New  Haven. 

As  soon  as  I  got  back  I  started  "cramming"  for  exams  for  promo- 
tion. The  exams  took  place  on  June  30th  and  July  8th,  a  total  of  8^2 
hours.  My  commission  as  1st  lieutenant  was  issued  July  10th  and  on 
July  17th  our  company  left  for  the  state  camp  at  Fishkill  Plains,  N.  Y. 
There  we  had  8  days  of  fine  instruction  and  experience. 

One  day,  while  halted  from  riding  a  moment,  a  number  of  motor 
cycle  messengers  passed  by  us  pushing  their  machines.  One  of  them 
reached  over  and  gave  my  leg  a  yank  and  looking  down  at  him  closely 
I  was  much  surprised  to  see  "Ikey"  Leavitt  in  the  uniform  of  the  7th 
N.  Y.  infantry.  He  is  living  in  N.  Y.  and  has  been  a  member  of  the 
7th  for  over  2  years.  After  getting  back  to  camp,  I  had  a  chance  for 
a  short  talk  with  him  as  his  regiment  was  camped  only  across  the  road 
from  my  company.  I  afterwards  saw  "Ikey's"  name  on  the  list  of  the 
7th  regiment  rifle  team  for  the  competitors  at  Sea  Girt,  N.  J.  This 
team  won  several  matches  and  I  saw  that  Ikey  won  an  individual 
match  so  you  see  he  must  be  some  shot. 

You  ask  some  very  pat  questions  regarding  the  Plattsburg  camp, 
but  I  am  forbidden  by  regulations  to  discuss  it  as  I  should  like  to.  I 
believe  that  camps  of  this  kind  cannot  be  held  too  often  or  attended 
by  too  many  of  the  citizens  of  the  country.  The  experience  of  even 
one  month  of  training  will  overcome  the  shock  of  the  change  from  the 
ordinary  conditions  of  life  and  will  teach  a  man  how  to  take  care  of 
himself  for  the  benefit  of  himself  and  the  others  around  him.  The  man 
will  also  get  an  idea  of  the  ways  of  carrying  out  drills,  trench  work 
and  also  a   line  on  the   different   branches  of  the  service.     While  these 

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things  cannot  make  an  officer  in  one  month  still  they  would  go  a  long 
way  toward  making  clear  much  of  the  information  contained  in  the 
various  drill  manuals.  In  case  volunteer  service  became  necessary  a 
candidate  for  official  position  who  has  attended  camps  could  take  his 
books  and  together  with  his  experience  could  much  more  quickly  make 
himself  qualified  to  hold  a  position  as  an  officer  and,  what  is  more  im- 
portant,  properly   look  after   the   welfare   of  his  men. 

A  man  should  not  allow  himself  to  be  satisfied  with  attendance 
for  one  season  only,  but  should  attend  at  least  one  and  if  possible  two 
more  seasons  and  should  study  well  the  numerous  drill  regulations, 
field  service  regulations,  manuals  of  subsistence  and  supply  and  trans- 
portation in  order  that  his  men  may  be  properly  clothed,  fed  and  kept 
in  good  condition  and  ready  for  action. — Yours  sincerely, — H.  L.  Wat- 
son. 

T.  T.  Whittier      Tommy    says    he    has    plugged    at    it    for    fifty 

weeks  and  drawn  his  salary.  We  might  say 
he  has  travelled  at  it,  too,  for  his  paper  mill  engineering  work 
has  taken  him  several  times  to  Minneapolis,  several  times  to 
Maine,  a  few  times  to  Wisconsin,  and  also  to  Ottawa  in  Octo- 
ber. On  one  of  his  western  trips  he  ran  into  "Cush"  in  Chicago 
by  chance.  For  a  vacation  he  motored  up  through  the  White 
Mts.  in  June,  going  by  the  way  of  Hanover  and  got  from  Dave 
the  points  of  direction  to  be  followed  farther  up.  For  a  sum- 
mer home  he  hires  a  bungalow  at  Mattituck  Point,  Long  Island, 
but  it  doesn't  see  so  much  of  him  personally  as  the  mere  fact 
suggests.  He  saw  Greenwood  one  June  day  in  Hartford  and 
Sam  Smith  and  Wardle  looked  him  up  in  New  York. 

A.  D.  Wiggin  "Wig's"  worked  like all  the  time.  Be- 
sides teaching  he  "researched"  130  acres  of 
wheat  into  the  bosom  of  mother  earth.  He  made  some  extem- 
poraneous talks  during  the  year,  but  he  doesn't  think  them  to 
have  been  of  much  account.  For  a  vacation  he  just  worked 
some  more.  His  travels  have  been  purely  local.  When  you 
consider  that  he  is  president  of  Simms  Commercial  Club,  also 
president  of  the  local  Telephone  Co.,  you  see  at  once  that  he 
wouldn't  have  the  time  for  such  amenities  of  life.  He  reports 
having  "three  summer  homes  and  that  they  are  doing  him" 
though    he    doesn't    specify   how.      Jordan    and    Tootell    he   has 

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seen,  he  knows  that  Oakes  is  married  and  he  says  that  Lewis 
'97  is  raising  some  smoke  out  in  his  region,  both  literally  and 
figuratively. 

H.  R.  Willard        "Tony"     attended     to     his     professional     work, 

"that's  all."  Last  spring  he  wrote  a  chapter 
on  mathematics  to  be  included  in  a  handbook  for  highway  engi- 
neers. His  travels  have  been  principally  to  Old  Town  and 
Bangor.  During  the  summer  he  went  to  White  River  Jet.  and 
St.  Johnsbury,  Vt.,  by  Boston.  For  a  vacation  he  taught  in 
summer  school  and  later  spent  a  month  at  Southwest  Harbor, 
Me.  Tony  is  a  member  of  the  Orono  Democratic  Town  com- 
mittee. 

P.H.Winchester        Pete  writes  October  3,   1915: 

"This  year  has  been  about  the  same  as  last,  so 
far  as  business  has  been  concerned,  and  Kendall  can  doubtless  bear 
me  out  when  I  say  that  I  have  done  all  1  could  with  mighty  little  to 
do  it  with.  We  have,  however,  built  a  few  passing  track  extensions, 
renewed  a  few  bridges  that  time  and  the  elements  had  been  a  little  too 
harsh  with,  built  a  new  stock  yard  at  one  of  our  points  nearest  Canada 
so  that  the  dear  Canadian  cattle  could  be  given  needed  rest  and  shelter 
as  they  first  should  reach  our  hospitable  shores,  and  in  general  have 
tried  to  keep  the  property  in  shape  to  be  able  to  handle  the  business 
when  the  long  prophesied  good  times  return,  without  in  the  meantime 
spending  so  much  as  to  put  the  good  old  N.  Y.  C.  into  the  hands  of 
a   receiver. 

No  books,  essays,  etc.  Hold  on,  though  it  was  more  than  a  year 
ago,  I  did  give  several  spiels  on  what  I  saw  of  the  Panama  Canal  when 
I  was  there  in  January,  1913,  and  at  least  several  people  listened  to  me, 
or  at  least  looked  at  the  stereopticon  pictures.  But  nobody  saw  fit  to 
publish  my  "lecture."  The  only  way  I  now  have  of  getting  my  name 
in  even  the  local  papers  is  by  going  out  on  the  Road  to  make  an  in- 
spection, when  they  generally  manage  to  get  hold  of  it  at  least  about 
every  other  time. 

My  only  travels  are  when  I  manage  to  get  a  few  days'  vacation 
which  isn't  so  very  often,  but  I  have  succeeded  in  getting  by  automo- 
bile as  far  away  from  Watertown  as  Auburn,  N.  Y.,  in  the  one  direc- 
tion, and  as  far  as  Big  Moose  in  the  Adirondacks  in  the  other  direction. 
We  also  managed  to  purloin  about  a  week's  time  the  present  summer 
for  a  little  rough-it  trip  to  Lock's  Mills,  Me.,  where  we  spent  a  very 
pleasant  time  at  my  father's  camp.     New  York  is  all  right  for  its  see- 

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nery,  but  good  old  Maine  still  comes  in  for  a  good  bit  of  praise,  for 
it  is  certainly  a  very  beautiful  country  about  the  little  chain  of  lakes 
in  the  vicinity  of  Lock's  Mills.  You  see  I  haven't  lost  all  my  pride 
in  my  native  state,  even  though  I  have  spent  some  15  years  out  York 
State  way.  The  nearest  I  came  to  seeing  the  fairs  at  San  Diego  or  at 
Frisco  was  by  attending  Howe's  Travellogues,  which,  in  case  you  are 
not  up  on  such  matters,  I  would  advise  are  a  species  of  the  moving 
picture  variety  of  entertainments,  these  particular  ones  coming  to  the 
local  "opery"  house  twice  a  year.  You  can  thus  see  both  these  fairs 
for  a  very  nominal  fee,  depending  on  where  you  wish  to  sit.  I  have 
not  been  to  Hanover  since  the  never-to-be-forgotten  Quindecennial  of 
the  Class  of  '99.  Cannot  strictly  classify  as  any  of  the  officials  men- 
tioned under  question  14,  though  I  might  possibly  get  in  under  the 
wire  on  the  hog-reeve  matter  from  the  number  of  stock  yards  the 
M.  of  W.  men  had  to  clean  out  and  disinfect  as  a  result  of  the  several 
quarantines  that  have  been  placed  throughout  this  territory  in  course 
of  the  past  years.  None  of  the  honors  mentioned  have  been  heaped 
upon  my  humble  head.  The  nearest  approach  to  it  was  when  our 
barn  was  designated  for  the  fall  primaries,  where  two  votes  were  cast, 
though  not  for  me,  for  the  Democrats,  Socialists,  etc.,  were  supposed 
to   be  there. 

Warren  Kendall  is  the  only  member  of  the  class  I  have  seen  since 
the  fall  of  1914,  to  the  best  of  my  knowledge  and  belief,  having  seen 
him  in  his  office  in  Boston  on  August  28,  1915,  when  on  my  way  to 
Lock's  Mills,  Me.  I  was  looking  for  him.  Having  been  so  out  of 
intimate  touch  with  the  other  members  of  the  class,  I  can  give  no  news 
concerning  them.  The  same  is  true  of  the  members  of  the  other  classes 
mentioned.  I  have  hopes  of  getting  to  Buffalo  some  time  the  present 
month  and  am  going  to  make  a  serious  effort  to  call  on  Herb  Collar 
whose  address  Kendall  gave  me  when  I  saw  him  in  Boston. 

E.  L.  Woodman    Leon   says   of   his   year's   work,    "Nothing  new 

or  alarming"  and  "too  much  reading  to  find 
time  for  research  work.  Am  directing  research  work  of  a  grad- 
uate student  instead."  He  made  a  short  trip  visiting  schools  at 
Brewer,  Ellsworth  and  Blue  Hills,  Me.  For  a  vacation  he  sent 
his  wife  and  children  to  New  York  State  and  then  enlarged 
the  house  by  raising  the  roof.  He  is  attending  one  of  Willard's 
courses  this  semester.  As  the  students  express  it,  "Willard  is 
a  great  teacher,  but  awfully  sarcastic  at  times." 

W.  C.  Woodward  "Bones"  characterizes  his  year  of  professional 

activities  thus:   "Kept  the   wolf   from  the  gar- 
age."    That  is  going  some.     He  is  now  President  of  the  Seat- 
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tie  Surgical  Society.  For  a  summer  place  he  owns  a  half  acre 
on  an  island  in  Puget  Sound  and  for  a  vacation  camped  on  San 
Juan  Islands,  the  Thousand  Islands  of  the  Northwest.  Occa- 
sionally he  sees  Place  '00,  who  is  practicing  law  in  Seattle. 
Bones  has  changed  his  residence  from  1227  10th  Ave.  West  to 
724  17th  Ave.  North,  thereby  getting  a  different  point  of  com- 
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